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SACRED 


POETRY  AND  MUSIC 


OR  A 

COLLECTI  O..N.  ,-;,o 

OF 

HYMNS, 

^RieiNAL     AND     COMPILED, 

INTENDED  TO  SECURE,  BY  THE  SIMPLEST  AND  MOST 
PRACTICABLE  MEANS,  AN  INVARIABLE  COINCIDENCE 
BETWEEN  THE  POETIC  AND  THE  MUSICAL  EMPHA- 
SES, AND  THUS  TO  COMBINE  THE  TWO  POWERS  FOR 
THE   HIGH  PURPOSE   OF  RELIGIOUS  IMPRESSION  J 

TO  WHICH    ARE  ADDED 

SEVERAL  CHANTS  FOR  HYMNS  AND  SELECT  SCRIP- 
TURES, WITH  A  SIMPLE  NOTATION,  ADAPTED  TO 
THE    GENERAL  DESIGN. 


O. 


BY  SAMUEI.  lYILLARD,  D.  D.  A.  A.  S. 


ADOPTED,   WHILE    IN    MANUSCRIPT,    BY    THE    THIRD    CONGRE- 
GATIONAL   SOCIETY    IN    HINGHAM. 


BOSTON, 

LEONARD      C.      BOWLES. 

SOLD  ALSO    BY    GRAY    &    BOWEN, 
AND    BY    RICHARDSON,    LORD,    &   HOLBROOK. 

1830. 


DISTRICT  OF  MASSACHUSETTS  to  Wtt. 

District  Clerk's  Office. 

Be  it  remembered  that  on  the  twenty  seventh  day  ot"  July, 
A.  D.lS30,in  the  tifty  fourth  year  oi  the  Independence  of  the  United 
States  of  America.  Samuel  Willard,  of  the  said  District, 
has  deposited  in  this  office  the  title  of  a  book  the  rij^ht  whereof  he 
claims  as  Author  and  Proprietor,  in  the  words  following,  lo  wit: 

'  Sacred  Poetry  and  Music  reconciled  ;  or  a  collection  of  Hymns 
original  and  compiled,  intended  to  secure,  by  the  simplest  and 
most  practicable  means,  an  invariable  coincidence  between  the  po- 
etic and  the  musical  emphases,  and  thus  to  combine  the  two  pow- 
ers for  the  high  purpose  of  religious  impression;  to  which  are  ad- 
ded several  chants  for  hymns  and  select  Scriptures,  with  a  simple 
notation,  adapted  to  the  general  design.  By  Samuel  V/illard, 
D.  D.  A.  A.  S. — Adopted,  while  in  manuscript,  by  the  Third  Con- 
gregational Society  in  Hingham.' 

In  conformity  to  the  act  of  the  Congress  of  the  United  States, 
entitled  an  'act  for  the  encouragement  of  learning,  by  securing 
the  copies  of  maps,  charts,  and  books  to  the  authors  and  proprie- 
tors of  such  copies,  during  the  times  therein  mentioned  ;'  and  also 
to  an  act,  entitled  '  an  act  supplementary  to  an  act,  entitled  an  act» 
for  the  encouragement  of  learning,  by  securing  the  copies  of  maps, 
charts,  and  books  to  the  authors  and  proprietors  of  such  copies 
during  the  times  therein  mentioned,  and  exteiding  the  benefits 
thereof  to  the  arts  of  designing,  engraving,  and  etching  historical 
and  other  prints.' 

TTVT/-W    «r    T^tx-io  ")  Clerk  of  the  District 


HlNGHAM 

Press  ofMinot  Pratt. 


INTRODUCTION. 


The  design  of  the  (bllowing  collection  of  hymns  was  announced, 
and  in  some  measure  de!nie;ited  in  a  communication,  published  in 
the  Christian  Disciple  for  IMarch  and  April,  1821  ;  and  before  the 
close  of  the  following  year,  the  work  was  prepared  for  the  press. 
Considerations,  which  may  have  had  too  little,  or  too  much  influ- 
ence on  the  mind  of  the  author,  have  delayed  the  publication  till 
this  time.  After  several  revisions,  however,  and  some  alterations, 
suggested  by  reflection,  experiment,  or  the  advice  of  friends,  it  is 
now  offered  to  the  public,  and  humbly  solicits  a  candid  and  critical 
examination  from  every  purson  of  piety  and  musical  taste.  The 
most  essential  charactetistic,  the  peculiar  object  of  this  collection, 
is  that  which  is  presented  singly  in  the  title  page,  though  it  is  far 
from  being  the  only  improvement,  that  has  been  attempted.  This 
object,  as  it  is  there  staled,  is  '  to  secure,  by  the  simplest  and  the 
most  praclicablc  means,  an  invariable  coincidence  between  the  po- 
etic and  the  musical  emphases,  and  thus  to  combine  the  two  powers, 
for  the  high  purpose  of  religious  impression.' 

The  emphases  in  poetry,  or  those  points,  on  which  the  rhetorical 
power  is  most  effectually  exerted,  are  tixed  by  the  immutable  laws 
of  nature  and  reason,  so  long,  at  least,  as  the  pronunciation  of  sin- 
gle words  continues  unaltered.  In  music  also,  the  emphalical  points 
are  determined  by  laws,  over  which  custom  has  no  control ;  laws, 
which  are  founded  in  the  very  depths  of  nature.  I  do  not  say,  that 
the  poet,  or  the  musical  composer  is  not  at  liberty  to  vary  these  points 
in  accommodation  to  his  particular  purpose.  This  may  be  done, 
and  frequently  must  be  done,  in  order  to  produce  the  greatest  ef- 
1' 


6  INTRODUCTION. 

feet  ;  but  the  author  of  a  hymn,  or  a  tune,  fixes  the  emphatical 
points  beyond  the  power  of  change,  without  an  essential  change 
in  the  language,  or  the  notes. 

The  emphases  in  poetry  and  tho>e  in  music  are  effected  by  simi- 
lar means,  and  are  regulated  by  the  same  principles.  For  a  partic- 
ular statement  and  discussion  of  these  piinciples,  the  reader  is  re- 
ferred to  the  chapters  on  emphasis,  int^eciion,  and  intonation  in  the 
Rhetoric  and  Elocution,  I  have  lately  published.  Suffice  it  here  to 
say,  that  emphasis,  both  in  rhetoiic  and  music,  depends  chiefly 
on  the  quantity  of  time,  that  is  given  to  a  syllable  or  note,  the  al- 
ternation of  force  and  feebleness,  the  elevation  of  the  tone,  and  the 
inflection,  or  change  of  tone  on  the  same  syllable.  That  these  four 
things  are  unspeakably  more  essential  lo  emphatic  force,  both  in 
music  and  elocution,  than  mere  loudness  of  voice,  I  think  as  clearly 
demonstrable  from  experiment,  as  any  principle  in  natural  philos- 
ophy. 

As  musical  and  poetic  emphases  are  controlled  by  the  same  prin- 
ciples, and  are  identical  in  their  very  nature,  as  well  as  in  their  ob- 
ject, what  can  be  more  obvious,  than  that  they  ought  to  cooperate, 
instead  of  counteracting  each  other?  that  the  em|)hatic  points  of  a 
hymn  should  be  so  arranged,  as  to  render  it  possible  for  the  mu- 
sical emjjhases  to  act  in  union  with  then;  ?  On  a  proposition 
so  evident,  I  will  not  fill  these  pages  with  arguments,  but 
merely  refer  the  reader  to  experiment  and  to  the  preface  of  the 
Regular  Hymns,  to  the  review  of  iho?e  Hynms  ir;  the  United  States 
Literary  Gazette  for  July,  1824,  to  the  review  in  the  Christian  Ex- 
aminer for  July  and  August, 1824, and  to  a  communication  on  the  con- 
nexion between  poetry  and  music,  in  the  Christian  Disciple  for  Sep. 
temberand  October,  1822. 

The  practice  of  psahnody  toar.y  considerable  extent,  in  common 
choirs,  renders  it  necessarj'  in  general,  lo  repeat  the  same  tune  as 
many  times,  as  there  are  stanzas  lo  be  sui  g.  In  order  therefore, 
to  combine  the  musical  and  the  poetic  forces,  one  of  these  two 
things  must  be  provided  ;  either  such  a  correspondence  and  simili- 
tude in  all  the  successive  stanzas,  as  would  in\  ariably  coincide  with 
the  emphases  of  one  and  the  same  tune,  or  such  a  fluctuation  in 
the  length,  the  elevation,  and  the  relation  of  notes,  as  would  ac- 


INTRODUCTION.  7 

commodate  the  ttine  to  the  irregularities  of  the  hymn.  It  is  hardly 
necessary  to  say,  that  the  latter  of  these  expedients  could  not  bo 
applied  to  any  great  nuniberof  hymns,  so  as  to  render  it  practica- 
ble in  any  but  the  most  select  choirs.  The  general  plan  of  this 
collection,  therefore,  has  been  to  secure  an  exact  coincidence  be- 
tween the  emphases  of  the  tirst  stanza,  and  those  of  every  other 
stanza  in  the  same  hymn  ;  to  cast  them  all  in  the  same  mould  ;  so 
that  if  the  natural  emphases  of  any  tune  correspond  to  those  of 
one  verse,  they  will  be  equally  suited  to  those  of  every  other  verse. 
On  this  principle  the  original  hymns  are  composed,  and  most  of 
the  selections  are  made  and  modelled. 

Some  of  the  selections,  with  few  or  no  alterations,  harmonized 
with  my  leading  design,  as  stated  above.  Others  have  required 
considerable  changes ;  and  these  changes  have  sometimes  consist- 
ed in  varying  the  phraseology,  sometimes  in  omitting  irregular 
verses,  which  might  conveniently  be  spared,  and  sometimes  by  di- 
viding long  hymns,  and  arranging  dissimilar  verses,  so  as  to  form 
them  into  different  hymns.  The  importance  of  the  object,  I  con- 
ceive, would  have  justified  considerable  sacrifices  of  poetic  grace  ; 
and  still  it  is  hoped,  that  the  sacrifices,  which  have  indeed  been 
made,  are  few  and  small. 

A  considerable  number  of  hymns,  however,  from  different  authors, 
are  at  once  too  beautiful  to  be  readily  relinquished,  and  too  inflexi- 
ble to  be  reduced  to  regular  emphases.  These,  to  the  number  of  ten 
or  fifteen,  I  have  inserted,  although  it  is  impossible  that  they  should 
ever  be  sung  in  common  psalm  tunes,  without  annihilating  all  their 
beauty  and  force.  I  speak  of  such  hymns  as  the  13,77,  259,  403,which 
are  marked  with  a  star  as  irregular,  and  for  which  of  course  I  could 
name  no  tunes.  The  greatest  irregularities,  however,  do  not  injure 
them  for  chants,  which  by  division,  conjbination,  omission,  protrac- 
tion, or  diminution  of  notes,  enable  us,  with  the  aid  of  a  simple  no- 
tation, to  accommodate  the  expression  to  any  change  of  empha- 
sis. 

From  the  preceding  remarks,  it  will  appear,  that  the  adaptation 

of  tunes,  out  of  which  the  selection  is  to  be  made,  must  require  a 

more   thorough  examination,  a   more   minute  and   comprehensive 

view,  both  of  the  hymn  and  of  the  several  tunes,  than  any  person 

It 


8  INTRODUCTION. 

upon  earth  can  have  at  a  glance.  Hence  it  has  appeared  conven- 
ient, if  not  indispensable,  to  name  for  each  hymn  one  or  more  tunes. 
I  hope,  however, this  will  not  be  misunderstood.  It  is  not  intended, 
that  no  other  tunes,  than  those  which  are  named,  shall  ever  be 
sung.  The  chorister  is  indeed  requested  to  pay  an  inviolable  regard 
to  the  emphasis  and  rhythm  ;  but,  if  in  any  case  he  prefers  a  different 
tune,  which  corresponds  in  emphasis  and  expression  with  the  tunes  I 
have  mentioned,  I  wish  him  to  feel  himself  perfectly  at  liberty  to  fol- 
low his  own  taste  or  rojivenience.  In  this  case,  however,  he  should 
sit  down  at  home,  and,  after  repeated  and  thorough  experiments, 
decide  on  the  tune  for  every  hymn,  and  write  the  name  of  it  with 
a  pencil  in  the  blank,  which  is  left  for  this  purpose. 

In  adapting  tunes  to  hymns,  it  is  highly  important  to  remember, 
that  every  note  in  every  part  has  some  influence  on  the  emphases, 
and  the  general  expression,  contributing  more  or  less  to  fit  or  unfit 
the  tune  for  a  particular  hymn  or  stanza.  As  already  observed,  em- 
phasis depends  on  the  elevation,  the  length, the  alternation,  and  mu- 
tual relations  of  notes.  Other  things  being  equal,  single  notes  or 
slurs  are  emphatical  in  proportion  to  their  length,  and  this  effect  is 
often  increased  by  a  pause  after  the  emphatical  note,  even  though 
the  pause  be  taken  fiom  the  time  of  the  note  itself. 

In  like  manner,  we  may  affirm  that  the  comparative  elevation 
or  depression  of  a  note  has  an  essential  influence  on  the  em- 
phatic force.  To  rise,  for  instance,  in  the  base  from  the  tonic 
to  the  upper  dominant,  is  totally  different  in  respect  to  em- 
phasis from  falling  to  the  lower  dominant.  It  is  further  to  be 
observed,  that  two  notes  on  the  same  syllable  are  generally  more 
emphatical  than  one,  and  that  in  most  instances,  a  falling  slur  is 
more  expressive  than  a  rising  one.  On  these  two  last  principles, 
the  notes  on  the  word  hide,  in  the  air  of  the  tune  of  Hotham,  are 
very  expressive ;  but  those  on  the  words  7ny  and  Saviour  in  the 
same  line  are  the  reverse  of  what  they  should  be.  Finally,  alter- 
nation is  a  principle  of  emphasis.  In  poetry,  an  accent  generally 
recurs  with  every  second  or  third  syllable,  and  when  the  voice 
has  fallen  into  this  train,  it  is  somewhat  difficult  to  avoid  this  ac- 
cent. On  this  ground,  it  has  become  a  law  in  music,  that  the  first 
part  of  every  measure  or  bar  shall  receive  the  accent.    Hence,  some 


INTRODUCTION.  y 

tune,  whose  lines  all  begin  with  accents,  like  those  in  Duke 
Street,  China,  Ellentljorpe,Oiland,or  Owen's,  is  required  for  Hymn 
53  or  373.  The  commencement  of  the  lines  would  be  enfeebled 
by  such  a  tune  as  Monmouth  or  Knficld,  and  still  more  by  Effing- 
ham, Winchester,  or  St  Peter's,  in  which  the  second  note  of 
each  has  more  than  twice  the  force  of  the  first ;  a  force,  which 
cannot  be  reduced  to  the  feebleness  of  the  second  syllable.  The 
first,  second,  and  fourth  lines  of  Park  Street,  the  first  and  third  of 
Rothwell,  the  first  of  Dunstan,  and  the  third  of  Luton,  are  suited 
to  hymns,  like  the  ones  named  above,  while  the  other  lines  of  those 
tunes  would  pervert  the  emphases. 

The  best  lines  of  eight  syllables  length,  have  natural  pauses 
near  the  middle,  that  is,  after  the  third,  fourth,  or  fifth  syllable, 
which  a  good  reader  always  observes.  When  this  natural  pause 
comes  between  the  fourth  and  fifth  syllables,  it  is  best  suited  by  a 
pointed  minim  in  common  time,  as  in  the  first  line  of  Brattle  Street, 
the  first  and  third  of  Leyden,  or  the  third  of  Watchman  or  Silver 
Street.  When  the  natural  pause  follows  a  word  of  more  than  one 
syllable,  which  is  not  accented  on  the  last,  it  is  best  expressed  by 
equal  notes,  or  notes,  that  will  be  reduced  to  equality,  when  the 
time  for  the  pause  is  deducted  from  the  last,  as  in  the  second  lines 
of  Hymns  92,  96,  and  108,  intended  for  Psalm  97th.  I  add,  that 
hymns  containing  many  such  long  words  as  vanity,  eternity,  orig- 
inal, consecrated,  ^c,  can  never  be  set  to  tunes  in  triple  time,  con- 
structed as  they  generally  are,  without  rendering  them  lifeless  and 
awkward. 

The  justice  of  the  preceding  remarks  I  think  will  appear,  in  pro- 
portion as  they  are  examined  and  brought  to  the  test  of  experiment. 
I  would  barely  add,  that  the  principles  of  emphasis  sometimes 
counteract  each  other  in  the  difterent  parts  of  the  same  tune,  and 
somatimes  in  the  same  part,  in  such  a  manner,  as  to  render  it  doubt- 
ful whether  the  combined  effect  at  a  particular  point  should  be 
considered  eniphatical,  or  uncmphatical.  Hence  it  maj' sometimes 
become  a  question,  whether  the  adaptations  in  this  book  are  the 
best,  that  iriJght  be  made. 

Another  difficulty  affecting   this  part  of  my  design,  has  arisen 


10  INTRODUCTION. 

from  the  want  of  tunes  corresponding  in  their  rhythm  to  some  of  the 
hymns.  For  the  third  variety  of  Common  Metre,  for  instance,  like 
the  9th,  70th,  and  90th  hymns,  I  believe  there  is  no  tune 
in  either  of  the  collecfions  most  in  use,  and  very  few  for  some 
other  varieties  in  the  different  metres.  These  defects  however, 
will,  it  is  hoped,  be  supplied  in  the  next  editions  of  the  Handel  and 
Haydn  and  of  the  Bridgewater  collections.  In  many  instances,  a 
slight  variation  of  two  or  throe  notes  would  accommodate  to  a  par- 
ticular rhythm  a  tune  that  is  already  familiar. 

Though  it  has  been  my  endeavor  to  make  every  hymn  as  regu- 
lar, as  possible,  both  in  the  emphases  and  the  pauses,  some  irregu- 
larities are  unavoidable,  r.ud,  to  meet  these,  it  is  necessary  to  pro- 
vide a  few  simple  indications  for  the  accommodation  of  the  music 
to  the  poetry,  by  lengthening,  or  shortening,  dividing,  or  uniting 
notes.  To  signify  the  length  of  notes,  required  in  different  places, 
I  have  used  vowels  marked  with  the  three  numbers,  1,  2,  and  4, 
which  are  in  proportion  one  to  another,  as  a  semibreve,  a  minim, 
and  a  crotchet,  or  as  a  minim,  a  crotchet,  and  a  quaver.  When, 
therefore,  a  syllable  has  the  figure  1  over  it,  as  the  word  '  float,' 
in  the  second  line  of  the  fourth  hymn,  that  syllable  is  intended 
to  have  the  length  of  two  beats.  A  syll  ible,  marked  with  the  figure 
2,  is  to  have  one  beat,  and  those,  marked  with  4,  a  half  beat  each. 
These  numbers,  it  is  believed,  will  soon  become  as  simple  guides  to 
the  most  unskilful, as  the  notes  themselves  would  be.  Syllables,which 
are  neither  numbered  nor  pointed,  are  to  be  considered  as  having 
the  length,  which  the  tune  would  naturally  give  them.  A  point 
after  a  syllable,  as  for  instance  in  the  word  *  awake'  in  the  second 
line  of  the  second  hymn,  adds  to  it  one  half  of  its  former  length,  in 
exact  correspondence  with  the  points  used  in  music.  When  the  first 
three  syllables  of  a  line  are  marked  with  the  number  2,  it  is  to 
be  understood,  that  that  line  begins  with  the  falling  beat,  as  in  hymn 
ninth,  the  third  line  of  every  verse  ;  while  the  first  note  of  the  mu- 
sic is  omitted, and  the  second  divided.  In  common  time  the  first  note 
is  in  such  a  case  to  be  omitted,  and  the  note  or  notes,  which  would 
otherwise  come  upon  the  third  syllable,to  be  divided.  As  we  have  no 
numbered  capitals,  the  first  number  is  sometimes  omitted,  but  this 
does  not  alter  the  mode  of  performance.   By  this  notation,  a  raeas- 


INTRODUCTION.  11 

ure  or  bar  in  common  time  may  have  a  semibreve  and  a  minim,  and 
should  be  beat  like  triple  time,  as  may  be  observed  in  the  fifth 
hymn;  while  on  the  contrary  a  measure  in  trii)le  time  may  be 
reduced  to  two  minims  or  two  crotchets,  and  should  be  beat  like 
common  time,  as  on  the  words  'equal,'  'fixes,'  and  '  elements,'  in 
hymn  83.  When  one  syllable  is  marked  for  one  beat,  and 
the  following;  syllable  completing  the  measure  in  common  time 
is  marked  for  a  half  beat,  it  is  intended  the  time  shall  be  com- 
pleted by  a  pause  between  (hem.  On  the  other  hand,  a  point  generally 
takes  from  the  following  syllable  as  much  time  as  it  adds  to  the  pre- 
ceding. In  some  instances  the  short  accent  is  placed  over  a  sylla- 
ble, as  in  the  word  'can,'  in  the  second  verse  of  hymn  89,  to  show 
indefinitely  that  the  emphasis  should  be  diminished. 

Sometimes  the  minor  importance  of  two  syllables  renders 
it  desirable  that  they  should  divide  the  note,  which  would 
otherwise  be  given  to  the  first.  An  example  of  tliis  occurs  in  the 
last  line  of  hymn  53.  Where  two  words,  therefore,  are  united 
by  a  hyphen,  they  are  to  be  sung  by  the  division  of  a  note  accord- 
ing to  the  proportions  marked  ;  and  in  a  case  like  that  referred  to, 
the  third  syllable  will  unite  the  two  or  more  notes,  which  would 
otherwise  be  divided  between  the  second  and  third  syllables. 

In  some  instances,  two  stanzas  are  intimatel}'^  connected,  and  the 
connexion  is  signified  by  one  of  the  shorter  pauses  and  a  brace,  as 
in  hynms  87  and  144.  In  sinking  such  stanzas,  no  longer  pause 
should  be  made  between  them,  tlian  is  taken  from  the  last  note  in 
the  former  verse. 

A  considerable  number  of  hymns  in  this  collection  are  in  the 
anapestic  measure,  like  the  first,  fourth,  and  eighteenth,  con- 
taining in  general  three  syllables  for  a  measure  or  bar;  wliile 
most  of  the  tunes,  which  aie  named  for  them,  have  usually 
been  sung  in  iambic  verse,  dividing  each  measure  into  two  parts, 
the  first  a  semibreve,  or  other  notes  equivalent  to  it,  and  the  sec- 
ond a  minim.  If  these  hymns  should  be  adopted  in  any  society, 
where  these  tunes  are  not  actually  divided  in  the  collections  of  mu- 
sic in  use,  the  following  rule  >vill  remove  everj'  difficulty  in  per- 
forming these  or  any  other  tunes  of  the  kind,  in  the  manner  re- 
quired ;  viz. 


12  INTRODUCTION. 

Let  every  measure,  intended  for  three  syllables,  be  divided  into 
three  equal  parts,  by  splitting  seniibreves,  or  removing  slurs,  and 
let  every  part  be  sounded  on  the  same  tone,  it  would  otherwise  be. 
Thus,  for  instance,  in  the  tune  of  Froome,  named  for  the  first 
hymn,  let  the  slur  be  removed  from  the  crotchets  in  the  first  full 
measure  of  the  first  line,  and  let  the  minim  in  the  first  measure  of 
the  second  line  be  performed  like  two  crotchets.  The  only  excep- 
tions to  this  rule  are  those,  which  are  signified  by  numbers  or  points 
in  several  hymns,  and  which  may  be  observed,  or  not,  as  may  be 
found  convenient.  When  the  first  syllable  in  a  measure  has  the 
number  1  over  it,  it  is  to  fill  two  thirds  of  the  bar,  and  for  the 
two  followin<i;  syllables,  marked  with  the  number  4,  the  last  third 
of  the  bar.  is  to  be  divided,  as  in  hymn  1. 

The  beauty  and  force  of  music  depend  much  on  proper  accents. 
Common  psalm  tunes,  indeed,  applied  to  irregular  hymns,  do  not 
admit  any  regular  accents,  without  the  danger  of  becoming  absurd 
and  ridiculous  ;  and  hence  it  is  very  common  to  sing  without  ac- 
cents, proceeding  with  a  leaden  movement, which  is  equally  tiresome 
to  the  performer  and  the  hearer.  In  Instrumental  music,  however, 
it  is  much  more  frequent  to  observe  a  kind  of  undulation  in  the  suc- 
cessive sounds,  which  contributes  unspeakably  to  the  intended  ef- 
fect. With  the  like  undulations  of  sound  regular  psalmody  may 
and  should  be  performed.  In  lines,  beginning  like  those  in  hymn 
61,  or  53,  for  instance,  the  fust  note  should  be  struck  with  a  full  and 
firm  tone,  and  then  the  voice  should  bound  over  the  second  and 
third  in  each  line,  with  an  elasticity,  which  merely  touches  upon 
them,  resting,  and  taking  another  impulse  on  the  fourth  note.  In 
like  manner,  all  unemphatic  syllables,whether  long  or  short,  should 
be  sung. 

All  that  has  yet  been  said,  however,  will  not  effect  the  design  of 
vocal  m.usic,  without  a  more  distinct  articulation,  than  is  generally 
heard.  In  many  of  our  choirs,  the  words  are  totally  smothered. 
So  little  attention  is  paid  to  pronunciation,  that  every  sentiment  is 
lost ;  so  little  indeed,  that  if  a  stanza  be  omitted,  and  the  joint  wor- 
shippers are  not  very  attentive,  they  lose  their  place,  and  are  not 
perhaps  able  to  hear  a  single  word,  from  which  they  might  deter- 
mine what  verse  the  choir  are  pretending  to  sing. 


INTRODUCTION.  13 

To  render  vocal  music  deserving  of  the  name,  the  lanouage  must 
be  more  distinctly  pronovmced,than  it  is  in  almostany  choir.  Where 
the  voices  are  not  ovcrwhehned  by  instrutnents,  and  the  music  is 
well  adapted  to  the  language,  the  articulations  might  and  should  be 
such,  as  will  be  readily  understood  without  a  book.  This  we  re- 
quire in  a  public  speaker,  and  if  we  were  accustomed  to  it  in  mu- 
sic, we  should  regard  it  as  equally  indispensable  there. 

I  add,  that,  while  we  articulate  distinctly, we  should  give  to  eve- 
ry letter  the  samesormd  in  singing,  that  it  has  in  polite  conversation 
Of  good  reading.  On  this  principle,  such  words  as  am,  an,  and, 
can,  as,  shall,  unless  emphatical,  should  be  pronounced  as  if  written 
tun,  un,  unci,  &c  ;  and  the  particle  a,  as  if  written  ur,  as  also  the 
first  syllable  in  words  like  again,  afraid.  This  is  the  way  we 
speak,  and,  if  we  would  not  appear  awkward,  or  affected,  we  must 
sing  in  the  same  manner. 

On  the  same  principle,  the  pronunciation,  frequently  given  to  the 
particle  the,  is  liable  to  serious  objections.  In  speech,  we  pro- 
nounce the  e  in  this  word,  precisely  as  we  do  the  i  in  the  word  this, 
which  is  widely  different  from  ihur,  thnh,  than.  My  objections  to 
these  modes  of  pronouncing  the  word,  are,  first,  that  they  have  the 
appearance  of  affectation  ;  secondly,  that  they  often  make  bad  com- 
binations with  the  following  words;  and  thirdly,  that  they  give 
more  body  to  the  particle,  and  of  course  render  it  too  emphatical, 
and  clog  the  graceful  movement  of  the  voice. 

The  Italian  sound  of  «, which  is  sometimes  heard  in  amen,  should 
I  think  be  discountenanced,  as  a  kind  of  technical  cant.  Hit  were 
proper  to  sing  Italian  or  Spanish  in  an  English  church,  this  pronun- 
ciation might  be  admitted.  This  however  is  questionable ;  audit 
is  certain,  that  armen  is  not  English. 

The  design  of  sacred  music  requires  that  the  expression  should 
vary  in  accommodation  to  all  the  varieties  o{  sentiments;  which  in 
most  of  our  hymns  are  very  considerable.  If  there  is  any  such 
thing  as  nuisical  expression;  or,  in  other  words,  if  music  is  anything 
but  a  name,  it  is  evident  from  the  nature  of  things,  that  it  must  be 
equally  various  with  the  moral  influence  of  thoughts  ;  and  it  is  no 
less   absurd,    to  think  of  expressing   different  sentiments   by  the 


8 

serene. 

s 

s 

very  serene. 

S 

c 

che  rful. 

i 

a 

animated. 

I 

A 

very  animated 

t 

g 

grand  or  sublime. 

T 

G 

very  grand. 

m 

14  INTRODUCTION. 

game  musical  notes,  performed  in  the  same  manner,  than  it  would 
be,  to  express  different  thoughts  by  the  same  words.  Since  very  few 
musical  performers  are  duly  attentive  to  those  changes,  it  seems  very 
important  that  they  should  be  pointed  out  by  some  easy  indications. 
With  this  view  I  have  considered  all  religious  sentiments  as  belonsins: 

~  OCT 

to  one  or  another  of  the  seven  following  classes;  viz.  the  serene, 

the  cheerful,  the  animated,  the  grand  or  sublime,  the  solemn,  the 

importunate,  and   the  tender.     Accordingly,  I  have  endeavored  to 

apply  the  proper  characteristics  to  every  hymn,  agreeably  to  the 

subjoined  scheme  of  notation. 

solemn, 
very  solemn, 
importunate, 
very  importunate, 
tender, 
very  tender, 
a  medium  or  common  ex- 
pression. 

Where  no  direction  is  given  at  the  beginning  of  a  hymn,  that 
part  is  to  be  sung  in  the  ordinrry  style  of  the  tune  that  is  named  ; 
and  every  direction  is  to  be  regarded  as  applying  to  all  the  suc- 
ceeding verses,  till  another  direction  is  given. 

To  render  the  preceding  notation  significant  to  all  for  whom  it  is 
designed,  it  is  necessary  to  describe,  as  well  as  can  be  done  on  pa- 
per; the  several  modes  of  performance,  it  is  intended  to  suggest. 

The  serene  should,  in  general,  be  sung  rather  quick,  with  a  small 
quantity  of  voice,  and  with  the  utmost  gentleness  in  the  manner  of 
beginning  and  ending  the  notes,  that  is  consistent  with  a  distinct 
pronunciation. 

Passages,  which  in  this  collection  are  marked  as  cheerful,  should 
be  sung  a  little  faster  and  a  little  louder  than  the  serene,  in  the 
mode  which  musicians  would  express  by  Allegro,  Poco,  Piano ^ 
and  with  a  sprightly,  but  not  a  vigorous  accent. 

The  animated  requires  a  quick  ujovement,  a  middling,  or  loud 
voice,  according  to  the  degree  of  joy  or  triumph  expressed,  strong 
accents,  and  great  energy  and  distinctness  of  pronunciation. 

The  grand  or  sublime  should  be  sung  in  a  slow  movement,  with 
a  full,  round,  and  smooth  voice,  graduaUy  swelled  and  diminished 


INTRODUCTION.  15 

on  the  notes,  and  with  less  energy  of  accent  and  pronunciation^  than 

the  animated  requires. 

The  solemn,  is  to  be  sung  in  about  the  same  time  with  the 
grand  ;  with  a  full,  but  not  a  very  loud  voice  ;  and  with  some  degree 
of  abruptness,  in  accent  and  intonation. 

The  importunate  generally  requires  a  moderate  movement,  a 
middling,  or  a  loud  voice,  according  to  the  degree  of  earnestness, 
and  a  strong,  but  yet  a  mellow  and  smooth  accentuation. 

The  tender  requires  a  slow  movement,  a  small,  smooth,  and 
mellow  voice,  with  a  clear  articulation. 

In  some  instances  these  general  directions  may  need  the  qualifi- 
cation o{ particular  ones ;  and  for  this  purpose  we  shall  use  the 
following  ; 


P. 

pia 
P 

soft. 

F 

Fortissimo 

V 

very  loud 

Pianissimo 

f 
forte 

very  soft, 
loud 

vivace 
V 
I 
lento 

quick 
very  quick 

slow 

As  I  have  not  room  in  this  place  for  illustrating  many  things  sug- 
gested above,  the  reader,  who  needs  any  illustration,  is  referred  to 
the  introduction,  prefixed  to  the  Deerfield  Collection  of  sacred  mu- 
sic, second  or  third  edition. 

In  the  preceding  remarks  and  directions,  I  have  endeavored  to 
furnish  a  system  of  expression,  adapted  to  all  the  varieties  of  senti- 
ment and  rhythm,  which  have  been  found  unavoidable  in  these 
hymns.  If  any  part  of  the  system  should  be  supposed  or  even  found 
impracticable  in  common  choirs,  that  will  be  no  reasonable  objec- 
tion to  those  parts,  which  are  easy,  and  indispensable  to  the  proper 
effect  of  all  psalmody.  For  instance,  if  it  should  not  be  convenient 
to  vary  the  length  of  notes  in  all  the  hymns,  according  to  the  direc- 
tions, it  might  perhaps  be  done  in  some  particular  hymns,  which 
might  be  distinguished  from  others  by  a  slight  mark  with  a  pencil,  so 
that  all  the  choir  should  be  preserved  from  any  mistake  in  regard  to 
the  subject :  or  these  variations  may  be  wholly  omitted.  The 
same  may  be  said  of  the  other  marks  of  expression.     The  anima- 


16  INTRODUCTION. 

ted  passages,  for  example,  may  be  performed  quick;  the  solemn, 
slow;  the  serene,  soft;  and  the  grand,  loud;  without  attempting 
anything  more.  I  am  fully  aware,  that  everything  proposed  in 
this  book,  cannot  be  carried  into  immediate  execution,  any  more 
than  a  person  can  become  a  scholar,  at  once,  in  everj'  branch  of 
learning;  and  perhaps  in  common  choirs,  it  will  not  be  expedient, 
at  first,  to  attempt  anything  more,  than  the  distinct  articulation  and 
regular  accent  or  undulation,  spoken  of  in  pages  12  and  13. 

If  there  is  any  merit  in  the  plan  of  accommodating  the  length  of 
notes  to  the  rhythm  of  the  verse,  I  am  bound  in  justice  to  acknow* 
ledge  myself  indebted,  for  some  original  hints  on  this  subject,  to 
Mr  William  Bull  of  Shelburne,  author  of  '  Music  adapted  to  Lan- 
guage,' a  book  of  no  small  value. 

The  second  object  in  this  publication  has  been  to  furnish  a  great- 
er number  of  hymns  on  several  important  subjects,  (ban  has  been" 
provided  in  any  book,  that  has  come  to  my  knowledge  ;  to  fill 
indeed  some  places,  which  have  been  absolute  blanks.  For  this 
purpose,  I  have  been  under  the  necessity  of  resorting  to  original 
composition  ;  and  if  any  of  these  hymns  should  appear  deficient 
in  the  spirit  of  poetry,  I  hope  it  will  be  observed,  that  some  of  the 
subjects,  though  of  great  practical  importance,  are  not  very  poetic, 
and,  for  this  very  reason,  they  have  been  overlooked  or  neglected 
by  those,  who  valued  most  their  poetic  fame. 

It  will  be  seen,  I  think,  that  this  collection  has  been  accommo- 
dated, in  a  good  degree,  to  the  sentiments  and  feelings  of  those,who 
contend,  that  all  hymns  should  be  direct  addresses  to  the  object  of 
our  worship.  The  principle,  however, could  not  be  adopted  as  univer- 
sal,without  rejecting  some  of  our  most  beautiful  hymns ;  and  I  would 
inquire  of  those, who  are  most  strenuous  on  this  point,  whether  they 
would  exclude  all  exercises  from  the  house  of  God,  which  are  not 
immediately  devotional.  If  lectures  and  sermons  are  to  be  admit- 
ted, how  do  they  prove  that  no  music  should  be  employed,  which 
is  not  addressed  immediately  to  the  ear  of  the  Most  High  ?  Do  they 
prove  it  from  any  injunctions  of  scripture.'  I  know  not  where  to  find 
such  injunctions.  Do  they  prove  it  from  the  example  of  inspired 
psalmists  ?  The  very  first  psalm  is  against  them,  as  also  the  96th, 
100th,  122d,  133d,  148th,  and  several  others. 


INTRODUCTION.  17 

I  respect  the  feelings  of  those  who  profess  to  have  conscientious 
scruples  on  this  point,  but  am  persuaded  they  carry  this  principle 
too  far.  The  design  o{ prayer,  as  well  as  of  preaching,  and  every 
other  service  of  the  church,  is  to  make  us  devout;  and  such  an  ap- 
plication of  poetry  and  music,  as  contributes  most  to  this  final  ef- 
fect, whether  in  a  manner  direct  or  indirect,  immediate  or  remote, 
I  must  regard  not  only  as  good,  but  as  the  best,  which  the  nature 
of  things  admits. 

Another  criticism,  which  has  recently  been  urged  with  no  little 
confidence  and  zeal,  deserves  consideration,  as  it  involves  the  mer- 
it of  almost  every  book  of  hymns,  that  has  yet  appeared.  It  is 
that,  which  denies  the  propriety  of  ever  using  the  first  person  sin- 
gular in  the  forms  of  social  worship.  As  a  general  principle,  we, 
our,  and  us,  should,  I  think,  be  preferred  to  I,  my,  and  me  ;  but,  in 
my  apprehension,  it  is  still  more  certain,  that,  by  rejecting  the  sin- 
gular number  in  all  cases,  we  must  either  banish  many  of  our  most 
affecting  hymns,  or  quench  in  a  great  measure  their  celestial  fire. 
If  there  beany  beauty  or  force  in  hymn  350,  384,  or  386, 1  cannot 
imagine  they  would  be  improved  by  substituting  the  plural  number 
for  the  sin:- ular.  If,  as  I  acknowledge,  the  plural  pronouns  are  cal- 
culated to  extend  our  views,  and  make  our  devotions  more  social, 
this  advantage  is  in  some  measure  balanced  by  (he  danger  of  draw- 
ing off  our  thoughts  from  ourselves.  The  observation  is  justified 
by  the  general  history  of  mankind,  (hat  in  all  assemblies,  whether 
civil  or  religious,  we  are  apt  to  feel  no  great  responsibility  for  the 
right  performance  of  ihat,  in  whioh  others  have  an  equal  concern 
with  ourselves.  In  order  (o  derive  any  benefit  from  the  hymns 
employed  in  public  wors-hip,every  person  must  apply  the  sentiments 
individually  and  directly  to  his  own  heart ;  and,  so  far,  as  an  ex- 
change oi'ihe  singular  forms  for  the  plural  would  tend  to  prevent 
this,  it  must  be  a  doubtful  improvement. 

Some  of  (he  hymns  in  this  collection  are  not  suited  to  the  purposes 
of  public  worship.  If  any  ask  why  these  were  admitted,  I  answer, 
that  the  church  will  nev^r  flourish,  where  it  is  not  supported  by 
the  influence  of  the  closet  and  the  family,  those  nurseries  of  piety 
and  every  virtue.  Hence  it  has  appeared  to  me,  that  a  book,  in- 
tended chiefly  for  public  worship,  would  be  rendered  more  valua- 
ble, if  it  contained  more  hymns  than  usual,  adapted  to  the  daily  de- 


18  INTRODUCTION. 

votions,  private  and  domestic.  It  is  desirable,  that  the  scriptures 
should  be  read,  and  prayers  offered  every  day  in  the  family  circle  ; 
and  if  this  is  not  done,  there  is  reason  to  believe,  that  a  hymn,  de- 
voutly sun^,  by  (hose,  who  are  endowed  with  musical  powers  and 
feelings,  would,  with  the  blessing  of  heaven,  have  an  important  in- 
fluence on  the  heart  and  the  life. 

Considerable  changes,  beside  those  required  by  my  leading  de- 
sign, have  been  made  in  several  hymns.  Objectionable  sentiment! 
have  been  omitted,inaccurate  figures  corrected,and  discordant  words 
exchanged  for  those,  which  are  more  harmonious.  It  has  likewise 
been  an  object  with  the  compiler  to  reduce  long  hymns  to  such  a 
length,  as  might  conveniently  be  sung  at  once,  and,  as  far  as  prac' 
ticable,  to  have  every  hymn  begin  and  close  in  the  same  opening. 
For  these  purposes  stanzas  have,  in  some  instances,  been  omitted, 
which  could  otherwise  have  been  retained. 

In  the  minds  of  some,  there  are  strong  objections  against  alter- 
ing the  cumposiiions  of  others,  and  I  have  myself  made  it  a  princi- 
ple not  to  vary  from  the  original  without  some  urgent  reason.  On 
the  other  hand,  however,  I  do  not  see  why  the  productions  of  the  pen 
should  be  more  unalterable  than  mechanic  inventions,  or  why  the 
author  of  a  hynm  or  a  sermon  should  object  to  such  an  accomodation 
to  improvements  in  taste,  as  would  be  necessary  to  save  it  from 
oblivion,  and  render  it  useful  to  successive  generations. 

The  authors  of  the  selected  hyiims,  so  far  as  they  were  known, 
are  mentioned  in  the  index,  excepting  three  or  four,  which  were 
communicated,  and  are  marked  with  single  letters. 

Some  of  the  metres  arc  distingui:hed  in  this  book  into  seven  va- 
rieties, and  are  marked  by  the  figures  1,  2,  3,  &c.  prefixed  to  the 
tunes,  which  are  named.  The  first  variety  is  pure  iambic  from  the 
beginning  to  the  end  of  every  line.  The  second  is  precisely  the 
same  with  the  first,  excepting  a  trochee  in  the  beginning  of  the 
first  line.  With  a  little  attention,  the  chorister  will  understand  the 
other  diversities,  which,  in  the  adaptation  of  tunes,  are  almost  as 
important  to  be  observed,  as  the  difference  of  metre. 

The  tunes,  named  for  these  hymns,  are  mostly  from  the  Bridge- 
water,  the  Handel  and  Haydn,  and  the  American  Psalmody  col- 
lections; which  are  occasionally  signified  by  the  initial,  B.,  H.,  or 
A.,  subjoined  to  the  name  of  the  tune. 


HYMN  S. 


MORNING    SERVICE. 


HYMN  1.     s.  M.  A. 

For  Saturday  evening,  or  Sunday  morning. 

c  1   Hail,  sacred  and  soothing  repose, 
To  languishing  spirits  how  kind  ! 
A  respite  from  earthly  amusements  and  woes  ! 
A  season  of  pleasure  refined  ! 

s  2  How  tranquil  the  late  busy  scene  ! 
How  silent  each  dissonant  voice  ! 
Our  dwellings  and  altars  how  safe  and  serene, 
Where  nothing  our  worship  annoys  ! 

m  3  Great  Author  of  nature  and  grace, 
Subdue  our  rude  passions  within  ; 
While,  thoughtful  and  fervent  thy  glories  we  trace, 
O,  cleanse  us  from  folly  and  sin. 

5  4  Collected  be  each  roving  thought. 
Be  sober  each  feeling  and  word  ; 
All  nature  to  humble  subjection  be  brought, 
In  sacrifice  due  to  the  Lord. 

a  5  Bright  image  of  heavenly  rest. 
And  type  of  that  glorious  day. 
Where  bliss  and  devotion  shall  fill  every  breast, 
And  pleasure  shall  never  decay  ! 

Froome,  Mount    Ephraim. 
2 


20  FOR   THE  INTRODUCTrON  OF  TH  E 

HYMN  2.     c.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

a   1  Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  light 
Awakes*  the  slumbering  day  ; 
And  mingling  rays  of  truth  and  grace 
A  brighter  scene  display. 

2  This  day  be  grateful  homage  paid, 
And  loud  hosannas  sung  ; 
Let  gladness  dwell  in  every  heart, 
And  praise  on  every  tongue. 

•^  3  Ten  thousand  differing  lips  shall  join, 
To  hail  this  welcome  morn. 
Whose  beams  unnumbered  joys  diffuse 
For  nations  yet  unborn. 

1         Chiistmas,  Blandford. 

HYMN  3.     L.  M. 

Lord's  day. 

s  1  Another  six  days'  work  is  done. 
Another  sacred  day  begun  ; 
Return,  my  soul,  enjoy  thy  rest  ; 
Improve  the  day  that  God  has  blessed. 

c  2  Let  prayer  this  day,  like  incense  rise, 
a       And  fervent  praise  address  the  skies, 
s       Let  every  earthly  care  be  stilled, 
c      And  every  thought*  with  heaven  be  filled. 

a  3  In  holy  duties  let  the  day, 
In  holy  pleasures  pass  away. 
The  sabbath  thus  we  love  to  spend. 
In  hope  of  one  that  ne'er  shall  end. 

1        St  Paul's,  Timsbury. 


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HYMN  4.     c.  M.  A. 

a  1   Glad  tidings  salute  us  in  accents  divine, 
That  float  in  the  hreath  of  this  morn. 
Glad  tidings  the  heralds  of  mercy  announce, 
Reviving  the  spirit  forlorn. 

2  Glad  tidings,  glad  tidings  resound  from  afar, 
Proclaiming  the  contrite  forgiven. 
^       Glad  tidings,  let  voices  unnumbered  respond  5 
Glad  tidings,  glad  tidings  from  heaven. 

Glad  tidings  !  the  sun  of  salvation  has  risen, 

To  cheer  the  dark  world  whh  his  lisht. 

Glad  tidings  !  the  portals  of  glory  unfold. 

With  visions  t'  enrapture  the  sight. 

Salem,  St  Martin's. 

HYxMN  6.     c.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

a  1  Once  more  this  consecrated  hght 
Returns*  to  bless  our  eyes. 
Once  more  our  thoughts,  from  earth  released, 
To  higher  subjects  rise. 

2  Our  willing  feet,  O  God,  shall  tread 

The  path  to  Zion's  hill. 
We  '11  bow  before  thy  throne  of  grace, 
And  learn  thy  holy  will. 

3  May  every  week*  our  souls  advance 

In  that  celestial  road, 
W]]ich  leads  through  honor,  peace*,  and  joy. 
To  thy  supreme  abode. 

Blandford. 


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HYMN  6.     c.  M. 

On  the  Sabbath. 

1  How  sweet,  on  this  devoted  day, 

The  best  of  all  the  seven, 
To  cast  our  earthly  thoughts  away, 
And  think  of  God  and  heaven  ! 

2  How  sweet  to  be  allowed  to  pray 

Our  sins  may  be  forgiven  ! 
With  filial  confidence  to  say. 
Father,  w^ho  art  in  heaven. 

3  How  sweet  the  words  of  peace  to  hear, 

From  him,  to  whom  't  is  given 
To  wake  the  penitential  tear. 
And  lead  the  way  to  heaven  ! 

4  Then,  hail,  thou  sacred,  blessed  day, 

The  best  of  all  the  seven. 

When  hearts  unite  their  vows  to  pay 

Of  gratitude  to  heaven  ! 

Clarendon. 

HYMN  7.     7s.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

1   Lord,  from  earthly  toil  and  care 
Grant  us  now  a  kind  release  ; 
While  w^e  breathe  a  fervent  prayer. 
Cheer  our  minds  with  hope  and  peace. 

2  Own  us,  Lord,  as  children  dear  ; 
Father,  deign  to  be  our  God  ; 
t      Wipe  away  the  contrite  tear  ; 
c       Make  our  hearts  thy  bright  abode. 


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a  3  Angels  now  their  anthems  raise, 
Who  in  glory  long  have  shone ; 
Saints,  made  perfect,  tune  their  lays. 
Clothed  in  hght  around  thy  throne. 

4  Thus  may  we  devote  these  hours  ; 

Thus  employ  our  mortal  tongues  5 

Thus  at  last  with  nobler  powers, 

We  shall  chant  their  blissful  songs. 

Rotterdam,  Savannah. 

HYMN  8.     c.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day. 
a  1  This  blessed  day  the  Lord  hath  made. 
He  calls  the  hours  his  own. 
Let  heaven  rejoice,  let  earth  be  glad, 
And  praise  surround  the  throne. 

2  Today  he  rose,  and  left  the  dead. 
And  sin's  dark  empire  fell: 
Today  the  saints  his  triumphs  spread. 
And  all  his  wonders  tell. 

3  We  bless  the  Lord,  who  comes  to  men 
With  messages  of  grace  ; 
Who  comes  in  God  his  Father's  name, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

s  4  Our  Heavenly  Father  condescends 
To  hear  the  voice  of  prayer ; 
Within  this  sacred  place  attends, 
To  soothe  the  anxious  care. 

ji  5  To  him  attune  the  highest  strains, 
Which  mortal  tongues  can  raise. 
The  highest  heavens  in  which  he  reigns. 
Shall  give  him  nobler  praise. 

1         Howards. 


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HYMN  9.     c.  M. 

The  Lord's  Day. 

p  1  Sleep,  sleep  today,  tormenting  cares, 
s  Of  earth  and  folly  born*  ! 

Ye  shall  not  dim  the  light  that  streams 
From  this  celestial  morn. 

2  Six  days  are  surely  time  enougli, 

To  feel  vour  harsh  control* ; 
Ye  shall  not  violate  this  day. 
And  still  oppress  the  soul. 

3  O,  sleep  forever,  guilty  thoughts  ! 

Let  fires  unholy  die* ; 
c     Thus  may  we  meet  our  God  below, 
And  dwell  with  him  on  high. 

3        Edgecomb,  Baiby. 

HYMN  10.     L.  M. 

Christ,  the  Light  of  the  World.    John  i,  9. 

A  1  The  day  appears  ;  the  joyful  day  ! 
The  dreary  hours  are  passed  away  : 
We  've  seen  the  morning  star  arise, 
A  lamp,  to  cheer  the  eastern  skies. 

2  The  sun  his  brighter  orb  displays. 

Pours  forth  a  flood  of  vivid  rays. 
The  lingering  shade  of  night  dispels. 
And  o'er  its  sickly  damp  prevails. 

3  All  hail,  the  sun  of  righteousness  ! 

The  beaming  light  of  truth  and  grace  ! 

Ordained  to  bless  a  world  of  wo, 

And  give  a  heaven  to  men  below. 

1     Brentford,  Timsbury. 


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HYMN  11.    c.  p.  M. 

The  Sabbath. 

1  When  God  from  dust  created  man, 
Six  days  beheld  the  growing  plan, 

Six  days  his  power  confessed  ; 
The  seventh  in  festal  joy  arrayed. 
The  perfect  w^orks  of  God  surveyed. 

Whose  word  pronounced  it  blessed. 

2  To  keep  in  mind  that  solemn  day, 
His  grateful  sons  their  homage  pay, 

Before  the  Eternal  throne  ; 
With  hymns  of  praise  and  pious  prayer, 
His  everlasting  rest  declare. 

And  joyful  wait  their  own. 

3  For  not  in  vain  by  twilight  here, 
Witli  many  a  doubt  and  many  a  fear, 

Our  pilgrim  path  we  tread; 
A  little  learn,  a  little  do. 
Observe,  discover,  hope,  pursue, 
T  Then  sink  among  the  dead. 

t  4  Beyond  the  dark  and  stormy  bound, 
That  guards  the  dull  horizon  round, 

c  A  lovelier  vale  extends  ; 

Jehovah  rules  in  mercy  there  ; 
And  o'er  his  altar  bright  and  fair. 
The  morning  star  ascends. 

5  O  holy  seat  of  love  and  peace  ! 
s     The  sounds  of  war  and  conflict  cease 

Within  thy  quiet  reign  ; 
c     And  every  flower  of  fairest  hue. 
That  once  in  favored  Eden  grew, 
Shall   rise  and  bloom  again. 

Kaptuvo,  Clyde. 
2t 


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HYMN  12.     c.  p.  M. 

Public  Worship,  &c. 

c   1  We  bless  Jehovah's  glorious  name, 

Whose  goodness  heaven  and  earth  proclainij 

With  every  morning's  light. 
To  him  we  tune  the  evening  lay, 
Whose  arm  sustains  us  all  the  day, 

And  guards  us  through  the  night. 

a  2  The  day  that  saw  our  Saviour  rise, 
Shall  dawn  on  our  delighted  eyes 

With  pure  and  holy  joy. 
To  meet  within  the  house  of  prayer, 
And  pay  our  humble  worship  there. 
Shall  be  our  sweet  employ. 

1 3  From  painful  doubts  and  fears  released, 

We  '11  celebrate  the  dying  feast 

Of  our  departed  Lord  ; 

c  And  while  his  perfect  love  we  view, 

His  bright  example  we  '11  pursue, 

And  meditate  his  word. 

Rapture,  Clyde. 

^HYMN  13.     L.  M. 

c  1   We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day. 
Thou,  who  hast  every  blessing  given, 
Wliich  sends  the  dreams  of  earth  away 
And  yields  a  glimpse  of  opening  heaven. 

2  Rich  day  of  holy,  thoughtful  rest  ! 
May  we  improve  thy  calm  repose. 
And  in  God's  service  truly  blessed, 
Forget  the  world,  its  joys,  and  woes. 


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3  Lord,  may  thy  truth  upon  tlie  heart 
Now  fall,  and  dwell,  as  heavenly  dew, 
And  flowers  of  grace  in  freshness  start, 
Where  once  the  weeds  of  error  grew. 

4  May  prayer  now  lift  her  sacred  wings, 
Contented  with  that  aim  alone 
Which  hears  her  to  the  King  of  kings, 
And  rests  her  at  his  sheltering  throne. 

HYMN  14.     s.  M. 

Invitations  to  Public  Worship. 

t  1   Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

O,  thou  afflicted,  come  ; 
c  The  God  of  grace  will  meet  thee  there, 

Who  makes  that  house  his  home. 

a  2    Come  to  the  house  of  praise, 
Ye,  who  are  happy  novv  ; 
In  sweet  accord  your  voices  raise. 
In  kindred  homage  how. 

c  3  Hither  ye  aged,  come. 

For  ye  have  felt  his  love  ; 
t  Your  trembling  tongues  will  soon  be  dumb. 

Your  lips  forget  to  move. 

c  4  Children,  before  his  throne, 
Your  cheerful  voices  raise  ; 
Let  not  your  hearts  his  praise  disown, 
Who  gives  the  power  to  praise. 

5  Here  we  may  hope  to  find, 

Relief  from  every  w^o  ; 

The  God,  whose  ways  are  good  and  kind, 

Will  every  gift  bestow. 

2  Watchman. 


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HYMN  15.     s.  p.  M. 

Delight  in  the  house  and  worship  of  God. 
c   1   How  pleased  and  blessed  was  I, 
To  hear  the  people  cry, 
'  Come,  seek  your  gracious  God  today! ' 
a       Inspired  with  holy  zeal, 
We  '11  haste  to  Zion's  hilh, 
And  there  our  vows  and  honors  pay. 

2  O  Zion,  happy  place*  ! 

Adorned  with  wondrous  grace. 

And  walls  of  strength  embrace  thee  round. 
In  thee  our  tribes  appear, 
To  pray,  and  praise,  and  hear 

The  sacred  gospel's  joyful  sound. 

s  3  May  peace  attend  thy  gate*, 
a       And  joy  within  thee  waif. 
To  bless  the  soul  of  every  guest : 
The  man  that  seeks  thy  peace, 
And  wishes  thine  increase, 
A  thousand  blessings  on  him  rest. 


'b^ 


Dalston. 


HYMN  16.     s.  M. 

The  same. 

1  My  God,  permit  my  tongue 
This  joy,  to  call  thee  mine  ; 

And  let  my  early  cries  prevail, 
To  taste  thy  love  divine. 

2  Within  thy  churches.  Lord, 
I  long  to  find  a  place  ; 

To  see  thy  heavenly  glories  shine. 
And  feel  thy  quickening  grace. 


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3  For  life  without  thy  love, 
Can  no  delight  afibrd. 

No  joy  can  be  compared  vvidi  this, 
To  serve  and  please  the  Lord. 

4  Thy  kind,  protecting  power 
My  soul  in  safety  keeps. 

I  follow  wdiere  my  Father  leads, 

And  he  supports  my  steps. 

1  Shirlund. 

HYMN  17.     L.  M. 

Delight  in  the  worship  of  God. 

c  1   Sw^EET  is  the  w^ork,  my  God,  my  King, 

To  praise  thy  name,  give  thanks,  and  sing ; 
To  show  thy  love  by  morning  light. 
And  talk  of  all  thy  truth  at  night. 

S  2  Blessed  is  the  day  of  sacred  rest ; 

No  mortal  cares  shall  seize  my  breast. 

Let  all  my  powers  in  tune  be  found. 

While  earth  and  heaven  with  praise  resound. 

-^  3  So  shall  I  share  a  glorious  part. 

When  grace  hath  well  refined  my  heart ; 
When  raised  above  all  mortal  scenes, 
To  praise  thy  name  in  endless  strains. 

4  Then  shall  I  see,  and  hear,  and  know 
Delights  unknown  to  saints  below  ; 
And  every  power  find  sweet  employ 

In  that  eternal  world  of  joy. 

2  Dunstan. 


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HYMN  18.     CM.  A. 

Lord,  teach  us  to  pray. 

1   Grea.t  sovereign  of  nature,  whom  angels  adore, 
To  thee  our  oblations  we  bring ; 
t       Permit  us  thy  tender  regard  to  implore, 
^  Thy  gracious  acceptance  to  sing. 

t  2  But  how  shall  the  children  of  frailty  and  dust 
Their  glorious  Creator  address  ? 
Or  how  shall  we  cherish  the  hopes  of  the  just. 
And  freely  our  wishes  express  ? 

s  3  In  Jesus,  our  Saviour,  we  venture  so  near 
To  God  in  his  glorious  array, 
In  him  witli  acceptance  we  hope  to  appear. 
Nor  tremble  with  guilty  dismay. 

^  4  While  waiting  thy  mercy  and  grace  to  receive, 
y         Our  sins  we  would  humbly  lament ; 
t       In  tender  forbearance  our  brethren  forgive, 
Nor  rashly  their  failures  resent. 

c  5  Forever  dependent  on  goodness  divn'ne, 

For  all  the  rich  blessings  we  share. 

May  habits  of  kindness  their  influence  combine, 

To  give  us  the  spirit  of  prayer. 

St  Martin's. 

HYMN  19.     L.  M. 

c  1  We  love  the  consecrated  road. 
That  leads  to  thy  pavilion.  Lord. 

a       With  joy  we  visit  thine  abode, 

And  seek  the  treasures  of  thy  word. 

2  O  heavenly  treasures  !  glorious  light ! 
From  ancient  sages  long  concealed ; 
Till  Christ  restored  the  feeble  sight, 
And  God's  unchanging  word  revealed. 


MORNING   OR    EVENINC,  Sf^RVICE. 


3  How  happy  those,  whom  God  prepares 
To  dwell  within  his  holy  place  ! 
To  offer  up  their  filial  prayers, 
And  taste  the  fruits  of  heavenly  grace  ! 

1         Timsbury,  St  Paul's. 

HYMN  20.     H.  M. 

House  of  prayer  for  all  nations. 

1  Thou  God  of  all  mankind. 
We  bless  that  wondrous  grace. 
Which  could  for  Gentiles  find 
Within  thy  courts  a  place. 

How  kind  the  care. 
Our  God  displays. 
For  us  to  raise 
A  house  of  prayer  ! 

2  May  all  the  nations  throng, 
To  worship  in  thy  house ; 
Wilt  thou  attend  the  song. 
And  hear  their  ardent  vows. 

Indulgent  still, 

Till  earth  conspire. 

To  join  the  choir. 

On  Zion's  hill. 

Bclhesda. 

HYMN  21.     L.  M. 

Cod  in  his  holy  temple. 

S   1   Lo,  God  Is  here  !  His  name  adore, 
And  humbly  bow  before  his  face; 
a  Let  all  within  us  feel  his  power, 
Let  all  within  us  seek  his  grace. 


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2  Lo,  God  is  here  !  Him,  day  and  night, 
^         United  choirs  of  angels  sing. 

To  him,  enthroned  above  all  height, 
Heaven's  host  their  noblest  praises  bring. 

m  3  Great  source  of  being,  God  of  grace, 

Inspire  our  solemn  praises  still ; 

And,  while  we  stand  before  thy  face. 

Our  humble,  fervent  prayer  fulfil. 

1         Stephen's. 


HYMN  22.     L.  M. 

The  condescension  of  God.     Psdlm   cxxxviii,  6. 

c  1  How  great  thy  mercy.  King  of  kings  ! 
How  condescending  all  thy  ways  ! 
Thou  deign'st  to  hear,  when  frailty  sings ; 
When  dust  and  ashes  lisp  thy  praise. 

g  2  From  heaven  supreme,  thy  blissful  throne, 
Where  light  and  glory  veil  thy  face, 
c  Thy  gracious  eye  looks  kindly  down  ; 
Thine  arm  protects  our  feeble  race. 

3  In  temples,  made  by  mortal  hands, 
The  holy  one  vouchsafes  to  rest : 
And,  rich  in  mercy,  condescends 
To  dwell  in  every  humble  breast. 

t  4  From  all  presumption  save  us.  Lord  ; 

i       Let  humble  zeal  each  bosom  fire  ; 

c       Thy  gracious  visits  still  afford. 

And  still  our  cheerful  hopes  inspire. 

Timsbury,  Med  way. 


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HYMN  23.     c.  M. 

Acceptable  Worship. 

1  Wherewith  shall  we  approach  the  Lord, 

And  bow  before  his  face  ? 
Or  how  procure  his  kind  regard, 
Or  win  his  pardoning  grace  ? 

2  Shall  altars  flame,  and  victims  bleed. 

And  spicy  fumes  ascend? 
Will  these  our  earnest  wish  succeed. 
And  make  our  God  our  friend  ? 

3  Let  no  such  hopes  our  souls  delude  ; 

Such  pompous  rites  are  vain  ; 
But  God  has  shown  us  what  is  good. 
And  how  his  love  to  gain. 

4  To  every  man. his  rights  allow. 

And  proofs  of  kindness  give  : 
To  God,  with  humble  reverence  bow ; 
To  him  devoted  live. 

5  Unspotted  hands  and  hearts  sincere, 

He  never  will  despise; 
And  cheerful  duty  he  '11  prefer 
To  costly  sacrifice. 

1         Canterbury^  Stephen's. 

*HYMN  24.     L.  M. 

Acceptable  worship. 

1  The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee 
Are  but  vain  homage,  Lord,  to  thee; 
In  vain  our  lips  thy  praise  prolong. 
The  heart  a  stranger  to  the  song. 


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2  Can  rites,  and  forms,  and  flaming  zeal. 
The  breaches  of  thy  precepts  heal  ? 
Or  fasts  and  penance  reconcile 

Thy  justice,  and  obtain  thy  smile  ? 

3  The  pure,  the  humble,  contrite  mind. 
Sincere,  and  to  thy  will  resigned. 
To  thee  a  nobler  offering  yields, 
Than  fragrant  groves,  or  fertile  fields. 

4  Love  God  and  man  ;  this  great  command 
Doth  on  eternal  pillars  stand  ; 

This  did  thine  ancient  prophets  teach, 
This  did  the  great  Messiah  preach. 

HYMN  25.     s.  M.  A. 

Invocation. 

a  1   Again,  with  unmingled  delight. 

We  would  enter  thy  temple,  O  Lord  ; 
Thy  wonders  of  wisdom,  and  goodness,  and  might, 
'I'hy  wonders  of  love  to  record. 

iS'  2  O,  teach  us  how  solemn  the  place. 

Where  infinite  purity  dwells; 
c  And  still  may  we  cherish  that  hope  in  thy  grace, 

Which  sinful  misgiving  repels. 

771  3   Our  bodies  and  spirits  are  thine, 
T       Though  often  devoted  to  sin; 

From  earihly  affections  our  nature  refine, 
c       And  form  us  to  virtue  within. 

4  This  tribute  of  homage  receive. 

And  grant  us  thy  favor  and  love. 
Our  future  temptations  and  wants  to  relieve, 

And  fit  us  for  glory  above. 

Sutton,  Thessalia. 


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HYMN  26.     L.  M. 

1  When,  as  returns  this  sacred  day, 
Man  comes  to  meet  his  Maker,  God, 
What  rites,  what  honors  shall  he  pay? 
How  spread  his  Sovereign's  praise  abroad  ? 

2  From  marble  domes  and  gilded  spires. 
Shall  curling  clouds  of  incense  rise  ? 
And  gems,  and  gold,  and  garlands,  deck 
The  costly  pomp  of  sacrifice  ? 

3  Vain,  sinful  man  !  creation's  Lord 
Thy  golden  offerings  w^ell  may  spare  ; 
But  give  thy  heart,  and  thou  shalt  find. 
Here  dwells  a  God,  who  heareth  prayer. 

Green's  Hundredth. 

HYMN  27.     c.  M. 

Invocation. 

1  Eternal  source  of  hfe  and  light, 

Supremely  good  and  wise. 
To  thee  we  pay  our  grateful  vows. 
To  thee  lift  up  our  63-0 s. 

2  Our  dark  and  erring  minds  illume 

Willi  truth's  celestial  rays ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  sacred  love. 
And  tune  our  lips  to  praise. 

3  Let  heavenly  grace  conduct  our  souls 

Through  life's  perplexing  road 
To  pleasures,  which  forever  flow, 
At  thy  right  hand,  O  God. 

1         Londonj  II.  Dundee, 


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FOR  THE  INTRODUCTION    OF  THE 

HYMN  28.  L.  M. 

1  God  in  his  temple  let  us  meet, 
Low  on  our  knees  before  him  bend ; 
Here  hath  he  fixed  his  mercy-seat, 
Here  on  his  Sabbath  we  attend. 

2  Come  to  thine  house,   thy  resting  place  ; 
Come  in  tliy  power  and  mercy,  Lord; 
Shine  through  the  veil ;  we  seek  thy  face  ; 
Speak,  and  we  '11  hear  thy  sovereign  word. 

Ellenthorpe. 

HYMN  29.  c.  M. 

Invocation. 

1  Lord,  in  thy  house  we  now  appear. 

And  bow  the  adoring  knee  ; 
Help  us  to  come  with  hearts  sincere. 
And  raise  our  thoughts  to  thee. 

2  O,  let  us  see  thy  glory.  Lord  ; 

Reveal  thy  power  and  grace  ; 
Teach  us  to  read  thy  blessed  word, 
And  all  thy  truth  embrace. 

3  While  we  these  rites  and  forms  attend. 

Increase  our  faith  and  love, 

a  Till  from  the  earth  our  souls  ascend. 

To  dwell  with  ihee  above. 

4     Devizes. 

HYMN  30.  L.  M. 

Invocation. 

I  Lord,  we  approach  thine  altar  now, 
Wiihin  thy  holy  temple  bow  ; 
Devoutly  bring  our  sacrifice 
To  him,  who  rules  above  the  skies. 


MORNING  OR  EVENING  SERVICE.  37 

2  O,  may  we  learn  thy  holy  ways, 

t   Nor  raise  m  vain  the  voice  of  praise  ; 

s  Thy  soul  abhors  the  lying  tongue, 

The  Hfeless  prayer  and  thoughtless  song. 

c  3  Make  us  in  all  these  rites  sincere  ; 
s     Inspire  our  hearts  with  solemn  fear  ; 

O,  wash  our  hands  from  every  sin, 

And  purify  our  souls  within. 

m  4  While  we  revere  thine  holy  day, 

And  still  our  public  honors  pay. 

May  all  our  days  and  weeks  be  thine. 

And  every  work  and  place  divine. 

2        Dunstan,  Truro. 

HYMN  31.  s.  M. 

General  Praise. 

g    1  I^'iNiTE  God,  to  thee 

Honor  and  praise  be  given ; 
Nations  and  kingdoms  shall  adore 
The  majesty  of  heaven. 
«    2  O,  let  our  spirits  rise, 
Wafted  on  wings  divine. 
Up  to  the  region  of  the  skies. 
Where  all  thy  glories  shine. 
c    3  Sweet  is  thy  service.  Lord  ; 
Joyful  the  songs  we  raise  ; 
While  by  the  influence  of  thy  word, 

We  soothe  our  fleeting  days. 
4  Mercy  preserve  our  souls 

Free  from  the  snares  of  death, 
Till  at  thy  summons  we  at  last 
s     Resign  our  peaceful  breath. 

4     Dover. 
3 


38  FOE   THE  INTRODUCTION  OF  THE 

HYMN  32.  c.  M. 

Invocation. 
i  1   O  Lord,  oiir  languid  souls  inspire, 
For  here  we  trust  thou  art ; 
Impart  thine  own  eternal  fire, 
To  warm  each  waiting  heart. 

c  2  Within  these  walls  let  holy  pi'aise. 
And  love,  and  concord  dwell ; 
t  Here  give  the  troubled  conscience  peace. 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

3  The  feeling  heart,  the  melting  eye, 

The  humble  mind  bestow  ; 
Thine  every  influence  still  be  nigh,. 
To  make  our  graces  grow. 

4  May  we  in  faith  receive  thy  word, 

In  faith  present  our  prayers  ; 
Within  thy  cheering  presence,  Lord, 
Unbosom  all  our  cares. 

5  And  may  the  gospel's  joyful  sound, 

And  thine  unbounded  grace, 

Awaken  many  sinners  round, 

To  come  and  fill  the  place. 

1      Dundee. 

HYMN  33.     7s.  m. 

1  Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now, 
Round  thine  altar  humbly  bow. 
O,  do  not  our  suit  disdain  ; 
Shall  we  seek  our  God  in  vain  ? 

2  Lord,  on  thee  our  souls  depend  ; 
Rich  in  mercy  now  descend  ; 

Fill  our  hearts  with  heavenly  grace  ; 

Tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  praise. 

Rotterdam. 


MORNING  OR  EVENING  SERVICE.  39 

HYMN  34.    c.  p.  M. 

General  Praise. 

A  1  Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay  ; 
Let  each  enraptured  thought  obey, 

And  praise  the  Almighty's  name  : 
Let  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies. 
In  one  melodious  concert  rise. 

To  swell  the  inspiring  theme. 

2  Ye  angels,  spread  the  joyful  sound. 
While  all  the  adoring  throngs  around 

His  wondrous  mercy  sing  ; 
Let  every  listening  saint  above, 
Wake  all  the  tuneful  soul  of  love, 

And  touch  the  loudest  string. 

G  3  Thou  heaven  of  heavens,  his  vast  abode. 
Ye  clouds,  proclaim  your  Maker,  God-j 
Ye  thjmders,  speak  his  power. 
V    Behold,  on  lightning's  rapid  wings 

In  triumph  rides  the  King  of  kings ; 
S       The  astonished  worlds  adore. 

i^  4  Ye   deeps,  with  roaring  billows  rise. 
To  join  the  thunder  of  the  skies  ; 
Praise  him  who  bids  you  roll. 
p     His  praise  in  softer  notes  declare. 

Each  whispering  breeze  of  yielding  air, 
And  breathe  it  to  the  souL 

A  5  Wake,  all  ye  soaring  throngs,  and  sing, 
Ye  birds,  that  cheer  the  dawn  of  spring, 

Harmonious  anthems  raise 
To  Him,  who  shaped  your  finer  mould, 
Who  tipped  your  glittering  wings  with  gold. 
And  tuned  your  voice  to  praise. 


40  FOR  THE  INTRODUCTION  OF  THE 

6  Let  man,  in  nobler  powers  arrayed, 
The  feeling  heart,  the  reasoning  head. 
In  heavenly  praise  employ  ; 
A     Diffuse  your  Maker's  praise  around. 

Till  heaven's  broad  arch  ring  back  the  sound. 
The  general  burst  of  joy. 

Rapture,  Kew. 


HYMN  S6,    7s.  m. 

a  1  Glory  be  to  God  on  high  ! 

God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky  ; 
Peace  on  earth  to  man  be  given, 
Man,  the  well  beloved  of  heaven. 
Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 
God,  whose  glory  fills  the  sky. 

2  Favored  mortals,  raise  the  song ; 
Endless  thanks  to  God  belong  ; 
Hearts  attuned  to  heavenly  praise. 
Join  the  hymns  your  voices  raise. 

Glory  be,  &ic. 

3  Call  the  tribes  of  beings  round, 
From  creation's   utmost  bound, 
AVhere  the  Godhead  shines  confessed 
There  be  solemn  praise  addressed. 

Glory  be,  &ic. 

Turin. 

HYMN  SQ.     7s.  m. 

A  1  Loud  let  herald  spirits  cry, 

Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  most  high  ; 
Heaven  and  earth,  obey  the  call ; 
Praise  the  Lord,  the  Lord  of  all. 


MORNING  OK    EVENING    SERVICE.  41 

2  Praise  him,  all  ye  hosts  above, 
Spirits  perfected  in  love  ; 

Sun  and  moon,  your  voices  raise  ; 
Sing,  ye  stars,  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  Earth,  from  all  thy  depths  below, 
Ocean's  hallelujahs  flow ; 
Lightning,  vapor,  wind,  and  storm, 
Hail  and  snow,  his  will  perform. 

4  Vales  and  mountains,  burst  in  song ; 
Rivers,  roll  with  praise  along  ; 
Trees,  with  waving  branches,  hail 
God,  who  comes  in  every  gale. 

5  Birds,  on  wings  of  rapture,  soar, 
Warble  round  his  temple  door ; 
Joyful  sounds,  from  herds  and  flocks, 
Echo  back,  ye  caves  and  rocks. 

G  Kings,  your  Sovereign  serve  with  awe ; 
Judges,  own  his  righteous  law  ; 
Princes,  worship  him  with  fear ; 
Old  and  young,  his  name  revere.         Rotterdam. 

HYMN  37.     L.  M. 

a  1   Let  one  loud  song  of  praise  arise 

To  God,  whose  goodness  ceaseless  flows ; 
Who  dw^ells  enthroned  beyond  the  skies, 
And  life  and  breath  on  all  bestows. 

2  Let  all  of  good  this  bosom  fires, 

To  him,  sole  good,  give  praises  due  ; 
Let  all  the  truth  himself  inspires, 
Unite  to  sing  him  only  true. 

3  And  m§.y  our  songs  with  solemn  sound, 
Like  incense  rise  before  thy  throne, 
Where  thou,  whose  glory  knows  no  bound, 
Great  cause  of  all  things,  dwell'st  ajone. 

o*  Pilesgrovc, 


42  FOR  THE  INTRODUCTION  OF  THE 


HYMN  38. 


C.  M. 


General  Praise. 

a  1  Ye,  that  obey  the  immortal  King, 
Attend  his  holy  place  ; 
Humbly  revere  his  glorious  power, 
And  sing  his  wondrous  grace. 

2  Lift  up  your  hands  by  morning  light, 

And  send  your  souls  on  high  ; 
Raise  your  admiring  thoughts  by  night 
Above  the  starry  sky. 

3  God  in  his  mercy  cheers  our  hearts. 

And  claims  our  highest  praise. 
While  he  exerts  his  sovereign  power 
Through  all  the  earth  and  seas. 

4     Devizes. 

HYMN  39.     L.  M.  A. 

General  Praise. 

a  1   O  come,  all  ye  sons  of  Adam,  and  raise 

A  song  to  your  God  :  how  lovely  his  praise  ! 
Adore  him,  who  reigns  in  his  glory  above, 
And  fills'  the  wide  earth  with  the  tokens  of  love. 

m  2  His  breath  is  your  life  ;  your  reason  a  ray. 
Effused  from  his  hght,  to  guide  all  your  way  ; 
He  heals  your  diseases,  your  wants  he  supplies. 
And  wipes'  away  tears  from  the  penitent's  eyes. 

3  Dash  down  your  false  gods  of  silver  and  stone  ; 
Jehovah  is  God,  him  worship  alone  ; 
His  prophet,  his  Son,  his  salvation  receive  ; 
Flee,  flee  from  perdition  ;  obey  him  and  live. 


MORNING    OR  EVENINCi    SERVICE.  43 

4  O  Father  of  men  !  in  mercy  command 

The  gospel  to  shine  throughout  every  land  ; 

That  far  as  the  sun  e'er  diffuses  his  flame, 

Thy  praises  may  rise  in  Messiah's  great  name. 

Castle  Street. 

HYMN  40.     H.  M. 

1  Another  sabbath,  Lord, 
Our  favored  eyes  have  seen ; 
Let  every  heart  record 

Thy  grace,  with  hopes  serene. 
Eternal  rest 
Thy  Son  reveals, 
And  dying  seals 
The  rich  bequest. 

2  This  day  he  rose  again, 
Tn  light  and  glory  clad  ; 
Let  doubting  spirits  then, 
Let  contrite  souls  be  glad. 

The  joys  of  heaven. 
Forever  sure. 
To  spirits  pure 
Are  freely  given. 

3  These  sacred  courts  we  love, 
Where  humble  prayer  and  praise 
To  brighter  scenes  above 

Our  aspirations  raise. 
Lord,  grant  us  still 
Thy  quickening  power  ; 
Till  life  is  o'er. 
Our  prayers  fulfil. 

1     Shaflsbury,  Belhesda. 
3t 


44  FOR    THE  INTRODUCTrON  OR  CLOSE  OF 

HYMN  41.     L.  M.  A. 

General  Praise. 

a  1   O  praise  ye  the  Lord;  prepare  your  glad  voice 
His  praise  in  the  great  assembly  to  sing ; 
In  God,  their  Creator,  let  all  men  rejoice, 
And  heirs  of  salvation  be  glad  in  their  King. 

2  Let  them  his  great  name  devoutly  adore, 
In  loud  swelling  strains  his  praises  express, 
Who  graciously  opens  his  boundlul  store. 
Their  wants  to  relieve,  and  his  children  to  bless. 

8  With  glory  adorned,  his  people  shall  sing 
To  God,  who  defence  and  plenty  supplies ; 
Their  loud  acclamations  to  him,  their  great  King, 
Through  earth  shall  be  sounded,  and  reach  to  the 
skies. 

./2  4  Ye  angels  above,  his  glories  who  Ve  sung 

In  loftier  strains,  now  publish  his  praise : 

We  mortals,  delighted, would  borrow  your  tongue, 

Would  join  in  your  numbers,  and  chant  t6  y6ur 

lays. 

St  Michael's. 

HYMN  42.     8s.  &  7s.  m. 

General  Praise. 
a  1   Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens  adore  him  ; 
Praise  him,  angels,  clothed  in  light. 
Sun  and  moon,  rejoice  before  him  ; 
Praise  him,  all  ye  stars  of  night. 

2  Praise  the  Lord,  for  he  is  glorious, 
Never  shall  his  promise  fail ; 
God  hath  made  his  saints  victorious. 
Sin  and  death  shall  not  prevail. 


to 


THE  MOBNING  OR  EVENING  SERVICE.  45 

3  Praise  the  God  of  our  salvation, 
Hosts  on  high,  his  power  proclaim  ; 
Heaven,  and  earth,  and  all  creation, 
Praise  and  magniiy  his  name.  Worthing. 

HYMN  43.     8s.  &  7s.  m. 

General  Praise. 

a  1  Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator, 

Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy  ; 
g       Him,  whose  hand  upholds  all  nature  ; 
s        Him,  whose  word  could  ah  destroy ! 

a  2  Saints,  whh  pious  zeal  attending. 
Now  the  grateful  tribute  raise  ; 
Solemn  songs,  to  heaven  ascending. 
Join  the  universal  praise. 

c   3  Lo,  the  eternal  page  before  us 
All  his  wondrous  love  displays ; 
Full  of  wisdom  to  restore  us  ; 
Worthy  theme  of  endless  praise. 

JL  4  Heart  and  voice  with  rapture  swelling, 

Still  the  song  of  glory  raise  ; 

On  the  theme  immortal  dwelling, 

Join  the  universal  praise. 

Worthing, 

HYMN  44.     L.  M. 

Universal  praise. 

1  From  all,  that  dwell  below  the  skies. 
To  God  let  joyful  anthems  rise  ; 
The  great  Redeemer's  name  be  sung 
Through  every  land,  by  every  tongue. 

2  Forever  sure  ihy  mercy.  Lord, 
Eternal  truth  attends  thy  word  ; 

Thy  praise  shall  sound  from  shore  to  shore. 

Till  suns  shall  rise  and  set  no  more. 

Old  Hundred. 


46  FOR  THE  CLOSE   OF 

HYMN  45.     L.  M. 

The  Lord's  prayer. 

1   Father,  adored  in  worlds  above, 
Thy  glorious  name  be  hallowed  still ; 
Thy  kingdom  come  with  power  and  love, 
And  earth,  like  heaven,  obey  thy  will. 

t  2  Lord,  make  our  daily  wants  thy  care  ; 
Forgive  the  sins,  which  we  forsake  : 
And  let  us  still  thy  kindness  share. 
As  fellow  men  of  our's  partake. 

3  Evils  beset  us  every  hour  ; 

Thy  kind  protection  we  implore  ; 

For  thine  's  the  kingdom,  thine  the  power  ; 

Be  thine  the  glory  evermore. 

2    Marietta,  H.  Medford,  B. 

HYMN  46.""  L.  M. 

1  Almighty  God,  accept  our  vows 
On  this  thy  day,  in  this  diy  house  ; 
And  own,  as  grateful  sacrifice, 

The  songs,  which  in  thy  temple  rise. 

2  Thine  earthly  sabbaths.  Lord,  we  love, 
But  there  's  a  nobler  rest  above  ; 

i      To  that  our  longing  souls  aspire. 

With  cheerful  hope  and  strong  desire. 


m 


3  No  more  fatigue,  no  more,  distress. 
Nor  sin,  nor  death,  can  reach  the  place ; 
No  groans  shall  interrupt  the  songs. 
Which  dwell  upon  immortal  tongues. 


PUBLIC    WOllSlllP.  47 

No  gloomy  cares  shall  there  annoy, 

No  conscious  p;uilt  disturb  our  joy  ; 

But  every  doubt  and  fear  shall  cease, 

And  perfect  love  give  perfect  peace. 

1  Monmouth. 


HYMN  47.     7s.  m. 

1  Hear  our  prayers  in  Jesus'  name, 
Gracious  God,  accept  our  praise  ; 
All  our  wandering  steps  reclaim, 
Guide  our  feet  in  wisdom's  ways. 

2  Lord,  dismiss  us  now  in  peace. 
Write  thy  word  in  every  heart ; 
All  our  best  desires  increase  ; 

i        Light,  and  life,  and  joy  impart. 

t    3  Soon  our  days  on  earth  must  end  ; 

This  perhaps  may  be  our  last ; 
i        O,  may  we  thy  voice  attend, 

Ere  this  day  of  grace  be  past. 


Naples. 


HYMN  48.     c.  M. 


1  Guide  us,  O  Lord,  in  all  our  ways. 

To  keep  thy  statutes  still. 
O,  wilt  thou  grant  us  hght  and  grace, 
To  know  and  do  thy  will. 

2  Make  us  to  walk  in  thy  commands, 

That  pure,  delightful  road  ; 
Nor  let  our  head,  or  heart,  or  hands, 
Offend  ao;ainst  our  God. 


4    Braintree. 


48  FOR  THE  CLOSE  OF 

HYMN  49.     8s.  &  7s.   m. 

1   Guide  us,  O  thou  great  Jehovah, 
t  Pilgrims  through  this  barren  land  ; 

We  are  weak,  but  thou  art  mighty  ; 
m         All  our  hopes  on  thee  depend  ; 

Bread  from  heaven  grant  us,  till  we  want  no  more. 

t  2  Open,  Lord,  the  crystal  fountain, 
Whence  reviving  waters  flow  ; 
g     Let  the  fiery,  cloudy  pillar, 
m       Lead  us  all  our  journey  through. 
Sti'ong  deliverer,  still  be  thou   our  strength  and 
shield. 

3  When  we  tread  the  verge  of  Jordan, 
t         Bid  our  anxious  fears  subside  ; 
g    Thou,  whose  arm  is  our  salvation, 
s        Land  us  safe  on  Canaan's  side. 
a    Songs  of  praises  we  will  ever  give  to  thee. 

Tam  worth. 

HYMN  50.     c.  M. 

1  Happy,  O  Lord,  the  pure  in  heart, 

To  virtue  formed  within  ! 
Who  frOm  th}'  counsels  ne'er  depart, 
But  fly  from  every  sin. 

2  Great  is  their  peace,  who  love  thy  law  ; 

How  firm  their  souls  abide  ! 
Nor  c^n  a  bold  temptation  draw 
Their  steady  feet  aside. 

3  Then  shall  our  hearts  o'erflow  with  joy, 

Refined  from  guilt  and  shame. 

When  It  becomes  our  chief  employ 

To  glorify  thy  name. 

4        Biaintree. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  49 


HYMN  51.     c.  M. 

1  Lord,  on  the  table  of  the  heart, 
Deeply  inscribe  thy  word  ; 
^,  may  we  practise  thy  commands, 
While  we  confess  thee,  Lord. 

t   2  Hear  us  in  Jesus,  and  forgive  ; 
m  All  our  requests  fulfil. 

Though  from  thy  temple  w^e  retire, 
Grant  us  thy  presence  still. 

3  While  we  are  passing  through  the  world. 

Cheer  us  with  hope  divine  ; 

s      Till  with  composure  we  at  length, 

Life  and  its  joys  resign. 

5    Rochester. 

HYMN  52.     c.  M. 

1  O  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord, 

Whom  heavenly  hosts  obey, 
Let  earthly  thrones  in  reverence  bow 
To  thy  majestic  sway. 

a  2  The  apostles'  glorious  company. 

And  prophets  clothed  with  hght, 
Widi  all  the  martyrs'  noble  host, 
Thy  constant  praise  recite. 

3  The  holy  church,  throughout  the  world, 

O  Lord,  confesseth  thee  ; 

g     That  thou  the  eternal  Father  art, 

Of  boundless  majesty. 

1    St  Add's. 


50 


FOR  THE  CLOSE  OF 


HYMN  53.     L.  M. 

Humble  prayer  and  holy  perseverance. 

1   Now,  we  have  heard  thy  holy  word, 
Grant  us  a  father's  blessing.  Lord ; 
Deep  in  our  hearts  thy  truth  impress  : 
T       Pardon  the  sins  our  lips  confess. 

t   2  Teach  us  how  oft  we  've  gone  astray, 
Wandered  from  wisdom's  happy  way. 

0  may  thy  love  our  souls  reclaim, 
Strengthening  our  faith  in  Jesus'  name. 

3  Father  on  high,  thy  will  enforce  ; 
Guide  us  in  all  our  future  course ; 
Help  us  to  look  at  things  unseen  ; 
Scatter  the  clouds,  that  come  between. 

./2  4  O  may  the  hopes  of  endless  life 

Prompt  us  t'  endure  a  holy  strife  ; 

Still  may  we  press  with  ardor  on, 

Till-In  tliy  strength  the  prize  be  won. 

6    Ellenthorpe,  Duke  Street,  Orland. 

HYMN  54.     c.  M. 

1  O  God,  by  whose  paternal  hand 

Thy  people  all  are  fed  ; 
Who,  through  this  weary  pilgrimage, 
Hast  all  our  fathers  led  : 

2  CXu'  vows,  our  prayers,  we  now  present 

Before  thy  throne  of  grace  : 
God  of  our  fathers,  be  the  God 
Of  our  succeeding  race. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  51 

Through  each  perplexing  path  of  life, 

Our  wandering  footsteps  guide ; 
Give  us  each  day  our  daily  bread. 

And  raiment  fit  provide. 

Protect  us,  Lord,  in  every  scene. 

Till  all  our  wanderings  cease, 

And  at  our  Father's  loved  abode 

Our  souls  arrive  in  peace. 

3    Barby. 


HYMN  55.     H.  M. 

rt  1   O,  happy  souls,  that  pray. 
Where  God  appoints  to  hear  ! 
O,  happy  men,  that  pay 
Their  constant  service  there  ! 

They  praise  him  still. 

And  happy  they, 

Who  love  the  way 

To  Zion's  hill. 

2  They  go  from  strength  to  strength 
Through  this  dark  vale  of  tears. 
Till  each  arrives  at  length. 
Till  each  in  heaven  appears. 

O  glorious  seat. 

When  God,  our  king. 

Shall  thither  bring 

Our  willing  feet ! 

1     Swithin. 


52  FOR  THE  CLOSE  OF 

HYMN  56,  c.  M. 

1  On  humble  souls,  eternal  God, 

With  rays  of  mercy  shme  : 
O,  let  thy  favor  crown  our  days, 
And  their  whole  course  be  thine. 

2  With  thee  let  every  week  begin  ; 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent ; 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

3  Thus  cheer  us  through  this  toilsome  road, 

Till  all  our  labors  cease ; 

And  thus  prepare  our  weary  souls 

For  everlasting  peace. 

1         Blandford. 

HYMN  57.     c.  M. 

a  I  Rich  are  the  blessings  we  enjoy, 
God  of  the  heavenly  host ; 
Praises  unceasing  should  employ 
All  the  best  powers  we  boast. 

m  2  Early  instructed  by  thy  word, 
Early  thy  name  we  knew ; 
Called  to  the  service  of  the  Lord, 
Known  and  enjoyed  by  few. 

3  O,  may  we  profit  by  thy  grace. 
Daily  our  gifts  improve  ; 
Never  grow  w^eary  in  our  race. 
Till  we  shall  rest  above. 

5    Rochester. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  *>^ 

HYMN  58.     c.  M. 

Close  of  the  Evening  Service. 

1  Soon  will  our  fleeting  hours  be  past ; 

And,  as  the  setting  sun 
Now  leaves  the  clouds  in  yonder  west, 
Our  parting  beams  be  gone. 

2  O  may  the  Lord,  who  claims  our  praise. 

Our  sacred  rites  attend  ; 
Unite  our  hearts  in  wisdom's  ways, 
Till  life's  short  journey  end. 

3  And,  as  the  rapid  sands  run  down, 

Our  virtue  still  improve  ; 

Till  each  receive  the  glorious  crown 

Of  never-fading  love. 

Dedham. 

HYMN  59.     L.  M.  A. 

a  1  The  church  is  a  school  of  wisdom  divine, 
Where  lessons  of  truth  and  virtue  are  given  ; 
Where  every  thing  awful  and  winning  combine, 
To  solace  our  spirits,  and  fit  them  for  heaven. 

2  The  Lord  is  our  guide,  our  teacher,  and  friend  ; 
His  precepts  are  all  benignant  and  pure  ; 
Divine  attestations  each  doctrine  attend, 

His  promise  is  ever  infallibly  sure. 

3  Disciples  of  Christ  should  daily  improve 
In  all  that  is  good,  and  noble,  and  wise. 

Who   soon  must  be  sunmioncd   from   earth  to 

remove. 
And  join  the  communion  of  saints  in  the  skies. 

Lyons,  St  Michael's. 
3t 


54  FOR  THE  CLOSE  OF 

HYMN  60.     L.  M. 

1  Servants  of  God,  in  joyful  lays, 
Proclaim  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  glorious  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age  for  evermore. 

2  Blest  be  that  name,  supremely  blest 
From  north  to  south,  from  east  to  west ; 
Above  the  heavens  his  power  is  known  ; 
Through  all  the  earth  his  goodness  shown. 

3  Who  is  like  God  ?  So  great,  so  high, 
He  bows  himself  to  view  the  sky. 
And  yet  whh  condescending  grace 
Regards  the  sons  of  mortal  race. 

4  Servants  of  God,  in  joyful  lays, 
Proclaim  the  Lord  Jehovah's  praise  ; 
His  saving  name  let  all  adore, 
From  age  to  age,  for  evermore. 

Truro,  Dunstan. 

HYMN  6 L     s.  M.  A. 

1  Thee,  Father  in  heaven,  we  adore  ; 
Our  spirits  rejoice  in  thy  reign. 

To  thee  be  ascriptions  of  glory  and  power, 
For  ever  and  ever.     Amen. 

2  Thy  wondrous  salvation  be  sung 
In  regions  remote  and  unknown  ; 

Let  praises  unceasing  from  many  a  tongue 
Ascend  and  encircle  thy  throne. 

3  Thee,  Father  in  heaven,  we  adore  ; 
Let  all  men  exult  in  thy  reign  ; 

To  th^e  be  Ascriptions  of  glory  and  power, 

For  ever  and  ever.     Amen. 

Sutton. 


PUBLIC    WORSHIP.  55 

HYMN  62.     7s. 

Sabbath  evening. 

1  Sacred  day,  forever  blessed  ! 
Day  of  all  oar  days  the  best ! 
Welcome  hours  of  praise  and  prayer, 
Free  from  toil,  fatigue,  and  care. 

2  Happy,  happy,  happy,  Lord, 
Those,  who  read  or  hear  thy  word  ! 
Happy  those,  who  dwell  with  thee, 
Who  thy  grace  and  glory  see  ! 

3  We  once  more  have  heard  thy  voice ; 
Lord,  in  thee  our  souls  rejoice  ; 
Borne  by  faith  to  worlds  on  high, 
Called  to  reign  above  the  sky. 

4  Though  this  day  of  rest  we  close, 

Still  on  thee  our  hearts  repose  ; 

Guide  and  guard  us  all  our  days ; 

O,  may  all  our  lives  be  praise. 

Eddyfield,  Savannah. 

HYMN  63.     c.  M. 

a  1  With  pleasing  wonder,  Lord,  we  view 
Thy  rich  unbounded  grace  ; 
Much  IS  bestowed,  and  much  reserved 
For  those,  who  seek  thy  face. 

2  Thy  mercy  hides  their  numerous  sins, 

And  forms  them  for  the  sky  ; 
Crowns  their  short  lives  with  present  joys. 
And  lifts  their  hopes  on  high. 

3  For  them  rich  treasures,  yet  unknown, 

Ai*e  stored  in  worlds  to  come. 
Peaceful  and  pleasant  is  their  way,      ji^a^ 
And  happy,  Lord,  their  home. 

4 


56  FOR  THE  CLOSE  OF 

4  Since  time  's  too  short,  O  gracious  God, 
To  utter  all  thy  praise. 
Loud  to  the  honor  of  thy  name, 
Eternal  hymns  we  '11  raise. 

3     Blandford. 


HYMN  64.     H.  M, 

1  To  heaven  we  Hft  our  eyes. 
From  God  is  all  our  aid  ; 
The  God,  who  built  the  skies, 
And  earth  and  nature  made. 

Eternal  power, 
To  thee  we  fly. 
Whose  grace  is  nigh 
In  every  hour. 

2  Our  feet  shall  never  slide. 
Nor  fall  in  fatal  snares, 

Since  God,  our  guard  and  guide, 
Attends  our  humble  prayers. 

Thy  watchful  eyes, 

Which  never  sleep. 

Thy  children  keep, 

When  dangers  rise. 

3  Hast  thou  not  given  thy  w^ord, 
To  save  our  souls  from  death  ? 
And  we  can  trust  thee,  Lord, 
To  keep  our  mortal  breath. 

We  '11  go  and  come, 

Nor  fear  to  die, 

Till  thou  on  high 

Shalt  call  us  home. 

Swithin,  Bethesda. 


PUBLIC  WORSHIP.  i>7 


HYMN  65. 


L.   M. 


c    1  These  outward  forms  of  praise  and  prayer 
The  love  and  grace  of  God  declare ; 
While  every  instituted  rite 
Matures  the  soul  for  realms  of  light. 
2  His  mercy  every  house  attends, 

Whence  pure  devotion's  flame  ascends, 

And  ever  lends  a  gracious  ear, 

Where  churches  pray  with  hearts  sincere. 

a  3  To  men  of  pure  and  pious  hearts, 
All  real  good  their  God  imparts ; 
With  grace  he  crowns  them  here  below, 
And  endless  glory  will  bestow. 

4  His  blessing  yields  a  large  increase 
Of  wisdom,  joy,  and  sacred  peace  ; 
While  ripening  holiness  and  love, 

Prepare  our  souls  for  joys  above. 

1     Clinton,  PortugaJ. 

HYMN  66.     c.  M. 

Absence  from  public  worship  lamented, 
c  1  Within  thy  temple  once,  O  God, 
How  sweetly  passed  my  days  ; 
Prayer  my  divine  employment  then, 
And  all  my  pleasure,  praise. 

t   2  But  now  I  'm  lost  to  every  joy. 
Because  detained  from  thee  ; 
Those  golden  moments  ne'er  return, 
Or  ne'er  return  to  me. 

3  Yet,  O  my  soul,  why  thus  depressed  ? 

And  whence  the  falling  tear  ? 
c    The  God  of  Zion  still  is  nigh, 

The  humble  prayer  to  hear. 

Windsor. 


58  THE    PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD 

HYMM  67.    c.  M. 

,Bl  1  All  nature  sings  aloud  of  thee, 
Great  Source  of  life  and  light ; 
The  earth  and  skies,  in  concert  joined, 
Th'  enraptured  ear  invite. 

2  The  brilliant  orbs  of  heaven  proclaim 
Thy  boundless  power  and  skill ; 
While  night  and  day,  in  endless  rounds, 
Thy  grand  designs  fulfil. 

(S  3  The  mighty  winds  and  thunders,  Lord, 
Thy  dreadful  praise  resound. 
When  storms  convulse  the  watery  deep, 
And  ruins  strew  the  ground. 

s   4  In  softer  notes  the  genial  shower 
And  smiling  calm  declare 
The  love  and  grace  of  Him,  who  deigns 
To  make  the  earth  his  care. 

c   5  The  sportive  flock,  the  stately  herd, 
Their  different  voices  raise  ; 
And  birds,  that  wing  the  fragrant  air, 
Unite  to  chant  his  praise. 

a  6  Ye  sons  of  men,  your  powers  exert, 
T'  improve  their  humble  songs  : 
Ji         To  God,  the  source  of  all  our  joys. 
Our  highest  praise  belongs. 

1     Swanwick. 

HYMN  68.  L.  M. 

1  Awake,  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise, 
To  God  the  song  of  triumph  raise  ; 

g  Adorned  with  majesty  divine, 

What  pomp,  what  glory.  Lord,  are  thine  ! 


DISPLAYED  IN  NATURE.  59 

G  2  Light  forms  thy  rohe  ;  and  round  thy  head 
The  heavens  their  ample  curtain  spread; 
Around  thee,  ranged  in  awful  state, 
Dark  silent   storms  attentive  w^ait. 

3  The  lightning's  pallid  sheet  expands, 
c  And  showers  descend  on  furrowed  lands ; 

They  water  every  hill  and  plain, 

And  life  in  various  forms  sustain. 

G  4  Thus  clouds,  and  storms,  and  fires  obey 
Thy  wise  and  all  controlhng  sway  ; 
But  while  thy  terrors  round  us  stand, 
c  We  see  a  Father's  bounteous  hand, 

1      Old  HuBdred. 

HYMN  69.     L.  M, 

a  1   Behold  the  sun,  serenely  bright, 
O'er  nature's  wide  extended  frame 
Inscribes,  in  characters  of  light, 
His  mighty  Maker's  glorious  name. 

2  Diffusing  life,  his  influence  spreads. 
And  health  and  plenty  smile  around. 
The  fruitful  fields  and  verdant  meads 
With  songs  of  joy  and  peace  resound. 

3  By  cooling  streams  and  softening  showers, 
The  vegetable  race  are  fed  ; 

And  trees,  and  plants,  and  herbs,  and  flowers. 
Their  Maker's  constant  bounty  spread. 

4  Ye  curious  minds,  that  roam  abroad. 
And  trace  creation's  wonders  o'er, 
Confess  the  agency  of  God  ; 

His  wondrous  power  and  love  adore. 

Aldridge,  Timsbury. 


60  THE  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD 

HYMN  70.  c.  M. 

a  1  Eternal  Wisdom  !  thee  we  praise  ; 
Thee  all  thy  creatures  sing*. 
Lord,  with  thy  name,  rocks,  hills,  and  seas, 
And  heaven's  high  arches  ring. 

2  Thy  hand,  how  wide  it  spread  the  sky, 

Our  wondering  eyes  behold'; 
Tinged  with  a  blue  of  heavenly  dye. 
And  starred  with  sparkling  gold. 

3  There  dost  thou  make  the  globes  of  light 

Their  endless  circles  run*; 
There  the  pale  planets  rule  the  night. 
And  day  obeys  the  sun. 

g  4  The  rolling  mountains  of  the  deep 
Observe  thy  strong  command-; 
Oceans  and  seas  their  limits  keep. 
Nor  dare  invade  the  land. 

5  Unbounded  power  and  equal  skill 
Pervade  the  worlds  abroad*; 

j3  All  our  best  thoughts  with  rapture  fill, 
And  speak  the  builder,  God. 


Barby. 


*    HYMN  71.       L. 


M. 


God  of  the  rolling  orbs  above. 
Thy  name  is  written  clearly  bright 
In  the  warm  day's  unvarying  blaze, 
,  Or  evening's  golden  shower  of  light. 
For  every  fire  that  fronts  the  sun. 
And  every  spark  that  walks  alone 
Around  the  utmost  verge  of  heaven, 
Were  kindled  at  thy  burning  throne. 


DISPLAYED  IN  NATURE.  61 

2  God  of  the  world,  the  hour  must  come, 
And  nature's  self  to  dust  return  ; 
Her  crumbling  altars  must  decay ; 
Her  incense  fires  shall  cease  to  burn  : 
But  still  her  grand  and  lovely  scenes 
Have  made  man's  warmest  praises  flow  ; 
For  hearts  grow  holier,  as  they  trace 
Tlie  beauty  of  the  world  below. 


HYMN  72.     c.  M. 

a  I   Hail,  great  Creator,  wise  and  good ! 
To  thee  our  songs  we  raise  ; 
Thy  various  w^orks  on  every  side 
Invite  our  souls  to  praise. 

2  (At  morning,  noon,  and  evening  mild. 

Fresh  wonders  strike  our  view  ; 
And  while  we  gaze,  our  hearts  exult 
With  transports  ever  new.) 

3  Thy  glory  beams  in  every  star, 

Which  gilds  the  gloom  of  night ; 
And  decks  the  smiling  face  of  morn 
With  rays  of  cheerful  light. 

4  The  lofty  hill,  the  humble  vale. 

With  countless  beauties  shine  ; 
s  The  silent  grove,  the  deepening  shade 
Proclaim  thy  power  divine. 

a  5  Lord,  while  in  all  thy  wondrous  works, 
Thy  varied  love  we  see. 
May  every  contemplation  lead 
Our  grateful  hearts  to  thee. 

1     St  Johns. 
4t 


62  THE  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD 

HYMN  73.  c.  M. 

a  1   Great  First  of  beings,  mighty  Lord, 
We  praise  thy  glorious  name ; 
Produced  by  thy  creating  word, 
Arose  this  svondrous  frame. 

2  By  thee,  through  fields  of  azure,  roll 

Unnumbered  worlds  above  ; 
Thy  mighty  hand  sustains  the  whole  j 
Each  creature  shares  thy  love. 

3  By  thee  the  earth  its  product  yields, 

And  countless  myriads  live  ; 
And  trees  and  plants  that  grace  the  fields, 
Their  richest  treasures  give. 

4  To  thee,  all-gracious  Power,  we  bow. 

And  would  ourselves  resign  ; 
Accept  the  praise,  accept  the  vow, 
And  make  us  wliolly  tiiine. 

1    Clarendon,  Christmas. 

HYMN  74.     L.  M.  A. 

g   1   How  rich  are  the  wonders  all  regions  display  ! 
What  beauty  and  grandeur  embellish  the  skies ! 
liCt  reason  contemplate  these  wonders,  and  say, 
Who  gave  them  existence  ?  or  whence  did  they  rise? 

2  Thou  sun,  the  bright  regent  and  fountain  of  day, 
Whence  all  thine  effulgence, so  constant  and  free? 
Who  kindled  thy  splendors?  who  launches  each  ray 
That  gilds,  or  enliv^ens   the  earth,  or  the  sea  ? 

G  3  Ye  planets  so  ponderous,  revolving  on  high. 
In  orbits  stupendous  and  ever  the  same, 
Wlio  governs  your  courses,  while  swifter  ye  fly, 
Than  whirlwinds,  or  lightning's  ethereal  flame? 


DISPLAYED  IN  NATURE. 


4  The  vast  constellations,  a  numberless  train, 
Diffused  through  all  regions,  where  thought  ever 

roved  ! 
What  energy  formed  them?  what  power  can  sustain? 
Are  all  self-existent,  self-poised,  and  self-moved? 

m  5  Is  nature  then  peopled  with  millions  of  gods  ? 
g     No  ;  these  are  all  creatures  of  one  great  supreme; 
Whom  reason   in  holy  amazement  applauds. 
While  nature,  enrapuu'ed,  pays  homage  to  Him. 

Castle  Street. 

HYMN  75.     c.  p.  M. 

a  1    O  God,  the  heaven's  well  ordered  frame 
Declares  thy  great  and  glorious  name, 

And  there  thy  wonders  shine ; 
A  thousand  starry  beauties  there, 
A  thousand  radiant  marks  appear 

Of  power  and  skill  divine. 

2  From  night  to  day,  from  day  to  night. 
The  awful  shade  and  cheerful  hght 

Their  constant  lectures  read. 
With  silent  eloquence  they  raise 
Our  thoughts  to  our  Creator's  praise. 

Nor  sound  nor  language  need. 

3  To  every  land  they  teach  diy  name, 
From  age  to  age  thy  praise  proclaim  ; 

Let  all  attend  their  voice  ; 
And,  while  thy  glories  shine  abroad. 
Let  men  adore  their  Maker,  God  ; 

In  thy  blessed  power  rejoice. 

Columbia,  Clyde. 


64  THE  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD 

HYMN  76.     L.  M.  A. 

a  1  My  soul,  praise  the  Lord,  speak  good  of  his  name; 
His  mercies  record,  his  bounties  proclaim ; 
To  God,  their  Creator,  let  all  creatures  raise 
The  song  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise. 

2  Though  hid  from  our  sight,  God  sits  on  his  throne, 
Yet  here  by  his  works  their  author  is  known  ; 
The  world  shines  a  mirror  its  Maker  to  show, 
And  heaven  views  its  image  reflected  below. 

g  3  Those  agents  of  power,  fire,  water,  and  sky, 
Attest  the  dread  might  of  God  the  Most  High  ; 
Who  rides  on  the  whirlwindjwhile  clouds  veil  his 
form, 
c     Who   smiles  in  the  sunbeam,    or  frowns  in  the 
storm. 

a  4  By  knowledge  supreme,  by  wisdom  divine, 
God  governs  the  earth,  with  gracious  design : 
O'er  beast,  bird, and  insect,  his  providence  reigns, 
Whose  will  first  created,  whose  love  still  sustains. 

5  And  man,  his  last  work,  with  reason  endued, 

t        Who  fahing  through  sin,  by  grace  is  renewed ; 

a       To  God  his  Creator,  let  man  ever  raise 

The  song  of  thanksgiving,  the  chorus  of  praise. 

Lyoa's,  St  Clement's. 

*HYMN  77.     L.  M. 

The  voice  of  God  in  his  works. 
1  The  spacious  firmament  on  high, 
With  all  the  blue  ethereal  sky, 
And  spangled  heavens,  a  shining  frame. 
Their  great  Original  proclaim. 


ACKNOWLEDGED  AND  ADORED.  05 

2  Til'  unwearied  sun,  from  day  to  day, 
Doth  his  Creator's  power  display  ; 
And  publishes  to  every  land 

The  work  of  an  almighty  hand. 

3  Soon  as  the  evening  shades  prevail, 
The  moon  takes  up  the  w^ondrous  tale  ; 
And  nightly  to  the  listening  earth 
Repeats  the  story  of  her  birth  ; 

4  While  all    the  stars,  which  round  her  burn. 
And  all  the  planets  in  their  turn. 
Confirm  the  tidings,  as  they  roll. 

And  spread  die  truth  from  pole  to  pole. 

5  What,  though  in  solemn  silence,  all 
Move  round  this  dark  terrestrial  ball  ? 
What,  though  no  real  voice  nor  sound. 
Amid  their  radiant  orbs  be  found  ? 

G  In  reasons  ear  they  all  rejoice. 

And  utter  forth  a  glorious  voice  ; 

Forever  singing,  as  they  shine, 

^  The  hand  that  made  us  is  divdne.' 

Chant- 

HYMN  78.     L.  M. 

1  Thee,  Lord,  we  praise,  the  Hfe  and  light 
Of  all  this  wondrous  world  we  see ; 

lis  glow  by  day,  its  smile  by  night. 
Are  mere  reflections  caught  from  thee. 
Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 
And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  diine. 

2  When  day,  with  farewell  beams,  delays 
Among  the  opening  clouds  of  even, 
And  we  can  almost  think  we  gaze 
Through  golden  vistas  into  heaven  ; 
Those  huesUiat  make  the  sun's  decline 
So  soft,  so  rildiiint,  Lord,  are  thine. 


66  THE  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD 

3  When  youthful  spring  around  us  breathes, 

Thy  spirit  warms  her  fragrant  sigh  ; 

And  every  flower  the  summer  wreathes, 

Is  born  beneath  thy  kindling  eye. 

Where'er  we  turn,  thy  glories  shine, 

And  all  things  fair  and  bright  are  thine. 

Katon,  Morning  Hymu. 

HYMN  79.     c.  M. 

g  1   How  shall  we  praise  the  eternal  God, 
That  infinite  unknown  ? 
Who  can  ascend  his  high  abode. 
Or  venture  near  his  throne  ? 

^  2  He  in  his  awful  glory  dwells. 
Concealed  in  dazzling  light ; 
While  his  all-searching  eye  reveals 
The  darkest  scenes  of  night. 

3  Speak  we  of  strength  ?  his  arm  is  strong. 
Whom  deeds  of  might  employ  ; 
g     Infinite  years  his  fife  prolong, 
A  life  of  endless  joy. 

S  4  Justice  and  judgment  he  maintains 

In  all  his  dread  decrees. 

g     Firm  as  a  rock  his  truth  remains, 

To  guard  his  promises. 

t  5  Now  to  my  soul,  immortal  King, 
Speak  some  forgiving  word  ; 

^    Then  't  will  be  double  joy  to  sing 
Thy  solemn  praises,  Lord. 

4    Devizes. 


ACKNOWLEDGED  AND  ADORED.  07 

HYMN  80.     L.  M. 

Jl  1  Infinite  God,  thy  glorious  name 

Let  earth  and  heaven  with  joy  proclaim ; 
Angels  and  men,  Join  in  the  strain, 
Chanting  aloud  the  rapturous  theme. 

g  2  God  over  all,  thy  sovereign  sway 
The  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  obey. 
Strong  is  thy  hand  ;  Sure  thy  command  ; 
Millions  of  worlds  thy  power  display. 

3  Wisdom  belongs  to  thee  alone. 

To  whom  our  every  thought  is  known. 
Ill     Holy  and  just,  Thou  art  our  trust ; 
a     Mercy  for  ever  gilds  thy  throne. 

4  Infinite  God,  thy  gracious  name 

Let  earth  and  heaven  with  joy  proclaim  ; 

Angels  and  men,  Join  in  the  strain. 

Chanting  aloud  the  rapturous  theme. 

7        Blcndon. 

HYMN  81.     c.  M. 

1  The  glories.  Lord,  thy  works  proclaim, 

Our  pious  wonder  raise  ; 
Thy  word  still  more  reveals  thy  name. 
And  more  exalts  thy  praise. 

2  The  numerous  worlds  thy  hands  have  made, 

Thy  power  almighty  teach  ; 
The  plans  thy  forming  wisdom  laid, 
Through  endless  ages  reach. 

3  Thy  righteousness  maintains  its  throne, 

Though  mountains  sink  to  dust ; 
Thy  judgments,  though  a  deep  unknown. 
Are  always  wise  and  just. 


68  THE  PERFECTIONS  OF  GOD,  fcc. 


4  Thy  mercies  far  beyond  the  round 

Of  earth  and  heaven  extend  ; 
Thy  truth  outlives  the  narrow  bounds, 
Where  time  and  nature  end. 

5  May  love  divine  our  souls  excite, 

To  keep  thy  holy  ways  ; 

A      And  all  our  noblest  powers  unite, 

To  celebrate  thy  praise. 

1     Christmas,  Howards. 

HYMN  82.      c.  M. 

g  1   Tfiy  kingdom,  Lord,  forever  stands. 
While  earthly  thrones  decay  ; 
And  time  submits  to  thy  commands, 
While  ages  roll  away. 

a  2  Thy  sovereign  bounty  freely  gives 
Its  unexhausted  store  ; 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  power. 

3  How  just  and  true  are  all  thy  ways! 

Thy  goodness  how  divine  ! 
In  all  thy  works  immortal  rays 
Of  power  and  mercy  shine. 

4  Thy  praise,  O  God,  delightful  theme. 

Shall  fill  my  heart  and  tongue  ; 
g       Let  all  creation  bless  thy  name 
In  one  eternal  song. 


1     St  Ann's. 


HYMN  83.     L.  M. 


a  1  Ye  sons  of  men,  in  sacred  lays. 

Attempt  the  great  Creator's  praise  : 

g       But  who  an  equal  song  can  frame  ? 

What  verse  can  reach  the  lofty  theme  ? 


GOD  ETERNAL  AND  UNCHANGEABLE.        09 

Gr    2  He  sits  enthroned  amid  the  spheres, 
And  robes  of  light  and  glory  wears  ; 
While  boundless  wisdom,  power,  and  grace, 
Command  our  awe,  invite  our  praise. 

3  'T  is  he,  who  bids  the  tempest  rise, 
And  rolls  the  thunder  through  the  skies  ; 
His  voice  the  elements  obey ; 
O'er  worlds  unknown  extends  his  sway. 

a  4  In  every  work  and  way  divine. 
Omnipotence  and  wisdom  shine ; 
And  goodness  fixes  still  the  end. 
To  which  they  all  unvarying  tend. 

5   His  powder  we  trace  on  every  side  ; 
May  heavenly  wisdom  be  our  guide  ; 
And  while  we  live,  and  w^hen  we  die, 
May  his  almighty  love  be  nigh. 

1     Proctor,  Brentford. 

HYMN  84.     c.  M. 

G  1   Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou  ! 
What  feeble  dust  are  we  ! 
Let  all  thy  noblest  creatures  bow. 
And  pay  their  praise  to  thee. 

2  Eternity,  with  all  its  years. 
Stands  present  in  thy  view  ; 
To  thee  there  's  nothing  old  appears. 
Great  God,  there  's  nothing  new. 

i    3  Our  lives  through  various  scenes  are  drawn. 
And  vexed  with  trifling  cares  ; 

g       While  thine  eternal  thoughts  move  on 
Thine  undisturbed  affairs. 


70  GOD  ETERNAL 

G  4  Great,  God  how  iafinito  art  thou  ! 
t  What  feeble  dust  are  we  ! 

m      Let  men  and  angels  humbly  bow, 
And  pay  then-  praise  to  thee. 

1     Nottingham,  St  Ann's. 

HYMN  85.     c.  M. 

^   1   Rise,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground, 
Stretch  all  thy  thoughts  abroad, 
And  rouse  up  every  tuneful  sound, 
To  praise  the  eternal  God. 

G  2  His  boundless  years  can  ne'er  decrease, 
But  still  maintain  their  prime  ; 
Eternity  's  his  dwelHng  place, 
And  ever  is  his  time. 

m  3  While  like  a  tide  our  minutes  flow. 
And  years  are  quickly  passed, 

^      He  fills  his  own  immortal  now, 
And  sees  our  ages  waste. 

S  4  Sun,  moon,  and  stars  shall  fade  away, 
And  darkness  veil  the  skies  ; 

G      But  God  shall  live  an  endless  day, 
When  old  creation  dies. 


Kendall. 


HYMN  86.    s.  M. 

t  1   The  earth  may  perish.  Lord, 
The  mountains  be  dissolved  ; 
The  sun  and  moon  their  lustre  lose. 
In  death's  dark  shades  involved  : 
G  2  But  thou  shalt  still  endure. 
From  age  to  age  the  same  ; 
Immensity  thy  dwelling  place. 
And  Life  thy  glorious  name. 


AND  UNCHANGEABLE.  71 

3  Thy  power  can  ne'er  decay  ; 
Thy  wisdom  never  fail ; 

Thy  mighty  arm  shall  triumph  still, 
Whatever  foes  assail. 

^  4  In  all  cm*  changes,  Lord, 

In  thee  we  still  would  trust ; 

Let  mercy  guard  us,  while  we  hve, 

And  keep  our  slumbering  dust. 

1         Shirland,  St  Thomas'. 

HYMN  87.     c.  M. 

1   Thou  didst,  O  mighty  God,  exist, 
Ere  time  began  its  race  ; 
Before  the  ample  elements 
Filled  up  the  void  of  space. 

4  Before  the  bright,  harmonious  spheres 

Their  constant  round  begun  ; 
Before  the  shining  roads  of  heaven 
Were  measured  by  the  sun  ;  ) 

5  Ere  men  adored,  or  angels  knew,  ) 

Or  praised  thy  glorious  name. 
Thy  bliss,  O  sacred  Spring  of  life, 
Thy  glory  was  the  sanie. 

6  And  when  the  sun  shall  cease  to  shine. 

And  earth  and  heaven  shall  quake, 
When  all  the  starry  orbs  on  high 
Their  ancient  course  forsake  ;       > 

7  Forever  permanent  and  fixed,  ) 

From  agitation  free, 
Unchanged  in  everlasting  years, 

Shall  thy  existence  be. 

St  Ann's 
4t 


72  GOD  OMNISCIENT 


HYMN  88.     L.  M. 


s  1  Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known 
My  rising  up  and  lying  down ; 
My  secret  thoughts  are  known  to  thee, 
Known  long  before  conceived  by  me. 

2  Within  thy  circling  power  I  stand  ; 
On  every  side  I  find  thy  hand  ; 
Awake,  asleep,  at  home,  abroad, 
I  am  surrounded  still  with  God. 

^  3  Amazing  knowledge  !  vast  and  great ! 
What  large  extent  !  What  lofty  height ! 
My  soul,  wuth  all  the  powers  1  boast. 
In  this  unbounded  theme  is  lost. 

5  4  May  thoughts,  like  these,  possess  my  breast, 

Where'er  I  rove,  where'er  I  rest; 

Nor  let  my  weaker  passions  dare 

Consent  to  sin,  for  God  is  there. 

1     Old  Hundred. 

HYMN  89.     c.  M. 

s  1   God  is  a  spirit,  just  and  wise, 
He  sees  our  inmost  mind ; 
In  vain  to  heaven  we  raise  our  eyes, 
And  leave  our  souls  behind. 

2  Nothing  but  truth  before  his  throne 
With  honor  can  appear  : 
The  formal  hypocrites  are  known, 
Whate'ei  disguise  they  wear. 

4  Search  us,  O  God,  and  try  our  ways. 

And  make  our  souls  sincere  ; 

That  we  may  stand  before  thy  face. 

And  find  acceptance  there. 

1     Dedham,  Nazareth,  B. 


GOD  OMNISCIENT.  7S 

HYMN  90.    c.  M. 

6"  1  Omniscient  God,  thy  searching  eye 
Can  pierce  the  shades  of  night  5 
All  our  must  secret  actions  lie 
Unveiled  before  thy  sight. 

/S  2  There  's  not  a  sin  that  we  commit, 
Nor  thoughtless  word  we  say, 
But  in  thy  dreadful  book  'tis  writ 
Against  the  judgment  day. 

3  Before  thy  throne,  O  God,  we  lie, 

And  still  for  mercy  look ; 

i   O  from  our  follies  turn  thine  eye, 

And  blot  them  from  thy  book. 

3    Barby,  Newton. 

HYMN  91.     L.  M. 

jS  1  TiiY  boundless  presence,  heavenly  King, 
Thy  dread  omniscience.  Lord,  we  sing. 
Vouchsafe  to  hear  our  humble  lays. 
And  tune  the  trembling  voice  to  praise. 

2  In  every  scene  thy  works  appear  ; 
To  every  creature  thou  art  near. 
While  earth  proclaims  a  present  God, 
The  highest  heavens  are  thine  abode. 

3  Although  from  mortal  view  concealed, 
To  thee  our  ways  are  all  revealed  ; 
Thine  eye  can  pierce  the  shades  of  night, 
And  bring  the  dark  intent  to  light. 

4  Omniscient  Judge  of  quick  and  dead, 

May  thoughts    like  these  awake  our  dread. 

From  every  sin  preserve  us  free, 

c       And  give  us  peace  and  hope  in  thee. 

1     Portugal,  Monmouth. 


74  DIVINE  wrsDOM. 

HYMN  92.     L.  M. 

1  Now  to  the  Lord,  our  God,  we  raise 
Anthems  of  glory,  shouts  of  praise  ; 
Wisdom,  and  truth,  and  power  unknown. 
With  beams  of  hght  invest  his  throne. 

2  Wisdom  arrayed  the  worlds  on  high. 
Balanced  the  planets,  spread  the  sky ; 
Taught  them  to  move  in  endless  rounds, 
And  gave  revolving  years  their  bounds. 

3  Wisdom  designed  my  living  frame, 
Moulded  and  fashioned  all  I  am  ; 
Made  me  to  see,  and  hear,  and  move, 
And  speak,  and  think,  and  fear,  and  love. 

t  4  Prone  as  we  are  to  go  astray, 
c       Wisdom  unerring  guides  our  way  ; 
a       Points  to  a  world  of  endless  joys, 
And  still  the  hand  and  soul  employs. 

5  Lord,  thou  art  God,  the  only  wise  ; 
O,  may  thy  wonders  charm  our  eyes  : 
Help  us  to  learn  and  do  thy  will, 
Secure  in  thee  from  every  ill. 

5     Psalm  97. 

HYMN  93.     s.  M. 

a  1   Source  of  all  life  and  light, 
To  thee  our  praise  we  pay. 
Our  souls  admire  thy  glory,  Lord^ 
Which  heaven  and  earth  display^ 


niVINK  MAJESTY  AND  POWER.  75 

g  2  Thou  art  the  King  of  kings, 
Of  lords  tlie  sovereign  Lord. 
The  sons  of  light,  in  choral  songs, 
Thy  wondrous  deeds  record. 

3  All  ihy  perfections,  Lord, 
Conspire  to  make  thee  blessed  ; 

Complete  within  thyself  alone. 
Of  every  joy  possessed. 

<i  4  O,  may  our  souls  expand, 
With  sympathetic  joy ; 
The  thought  of  thine  unbounded  bliss, 
Our  happiest  hours  employ. 

2    Watchman,  Silver  Street. 

HYMN  94.   c.  M.  A. 

a  I  Almightv  Creator,  we  honor  thy  name, 
A  name*  at  once  awful  and  dear. 
While  angels  exulting  thy  wonders  proclaim, 
s  They  mingle  their  raptures  with  fear. 

2  With  awful  emotion  thy  grandeur  we  trace 
In  storms,*  with  dark  thunders  arrayed, 
s        Thou  hushcst  their  raging  commotions  to  peace, 
g  By  lighuiings  and  whirlwinds  obeyed. 

t    3  Ensure  us,  kind  Father,  thy  guardian  care, 
And  soothe*  the  alarms  of  our  breast. 
O  suffer  us  never  to  sink  in  despair, 
W^ith  guilty  foreboding  oppressed. 

c   4  With  cordial  submission  to  all  thy  commands. 
We'll  rise*  above  every  dismay  : 
Committing  our  spirits  in  faith  to  thy  hands. 
We'll  banish  all  terrors  away. 

Wareham. 


'76  THE  MAJESTY  AND 

HYMN  95.     L.  M.  A. 

a  1  Give  glory  to  God  in  the  highest ;  give  praise, 
Ye  noble,  ye  mighty,  with  joyful  accord. 
All  wise  are  his  councils,  all  perfect  his  ways, 
In -the  beauty  of  holiness  worship  the  Lord. 

2  At  -the  voice  of  the  Lord  the  cedars  are  bowed, 
And  towers  from  their  base  into  ruin  are  hurled, 
The  voice  of  the  Lord  from  the  dark-bosomed 

cloud, 
Dissevers  the  lightning  in  flames  o'er  the  world. 

3  The  voice  of  the  Lord  through  the  calm  of  the 

wood 
Awakens  its  echoes,  strikes  light  tlirough  its  caves. 
The  Lord  sitteth  king  on  the  turbulent  flood ; 
The  winds  are  his  servants,  his  servants  the  waves, 

4  The  Lord  is  the  strength  of  his  people  ;  the  Lord 
Gives  health  to  his  people,  and  peace  evermore. 
Then  throng  to  his  temple,  his  glory  record, 

s    But,  O,  when  he  speaketh,  in  silence  adore. 

Castle  Street,  All  Saints. 

HYMN  96.     L.  M. 

a  1  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  name  adore, 
Angels  and  spirits  round  his  throne. 
Wide  he  extends  his  sovereign  po\Yer, 
And  claims  our  praise,  as  God  alone. 

G  2  Mountains  and  rocks  dissolve  with  fear, 
Rivers  and  oceans  stand  with  awe, 
While  the  dread  voice  of  God  they  hear. 
Who  gives  to  hills  and  floods  their  law. 

c  3  O  may  we  fear  and  love  thee  too. 

Cheerful  submission  ever  pay ; 

a  All  thy  commands  with  zeal  pursue. 

And  find  delight  in  wisdom's  way. 

Psalm  97. 


rOWEll  OF  GOD.  77 

HYMN  97.      c.  M. 

s  1  The  eternal  God  in  thunder  speaks, 
And  rends  the  vaulted  sky. 
Lightnings  ilmid  tlie  awful  gloom 
Declare  Jehovah  nigh. 

2  The  howling  winds,  the  beating  rain. 
The  seas'  tumultuous  roar, 
These  in  tremendous  concert  joined, 
Proclaim  his  boundless  power. 

c  3  Yet,  Lord,  in  thine  almighty  arm 
Secure  thy  servants  trust ; 
While  in  the  fearful  storms  of  life 
Tliy  love  protects  the  just. 

3     Newton,  Barby. 

HYMN  98.     H.  M. 

g  1   The  great  Jehovah  reigns  ; 

His  throne  is  built  on  high ; 

The  garments  he  assumes, 

Are  light  and  majesty. 
His  glories  shine  with  beams  so  bright, 
No  mortal  eye  can  bear  the  sight. 

2  Can  this  almighty  King 
Of  glory  condescend  ? 
And  vv-ill  he  write  his  name 
Our  Father,  God,  and  Friend  ? 
a  We  love  his  name  ;  we  love  his  word ; 
Join  all  our  powers,  and  praise  the  Lord. 

1      Swithin,  Portsmouth. 


78  GOD    SUPERIOR  TO  OUR  PRAISES. 

HYMN  99.     c.  M. 

1  Celestial  King,  our  spirits  lie 
O'erawed  beneath  thy  feet ; 
And  wish,  and  cast  a  longing  eye, 
To  reach  thy  lofty  seat. 

^  2  In  thee  what  endless  wonders  meet ! 
What  various  glories  shine  ! 
The  dazzling  rays  too  fiercely  beat 
On  our  bewildered  mind. 

3  Angelic  choirs  with  rapture  vie, 
Thy  praise,  O  God,  to  sound ; 
And  powers,  dominions,  thrones  on  high. 
Adore  with  awe  profound. 

t  4  Let  mortal  powers,  in  view  of  thee. 
With  deep  prostration  fall ; 
So  much  akin  to  nothing  we. 
And  thou  the  eternal  All ! 


g 


But  v/hile  with  all  the  heart  and  soul, 

Thy  glories  we  adore, 

This  thought  shall  every  fear  control, 

That  God  requires  no  more. 

1    Medfield,  Mathers. 


HYMN  100.     L.  M. 

^  1  Mysterious  Power,  thy  glorious  name 
Transcends  the  loftiest  song  we  frame. 
In  vain  our  narrow  minds  pretend 
The  First  and  Last  to  comprehend. 


GOD  SUPERIOR  TO  OUR  PRAISES.  79 

2  Without  beginning,  always  God  ! 
Unnumbered  worlds  thy  grand  abode  ! 
A  God  allknowing,  little  known 

By  men,  or  angels  round  thy  throne. 

3  Creative  power  !  unbounded  bliss! 
Thy  nature  all  a  bright  abyss  ! 
Beyond  all  change  ihy  wondrous  ways ! 
What  tongue  can  utter  all  thy  praise  ^ 

c  4    Yet,  Lord,  we  know  thy  truth  and  love, 
And  hope  to  dwell  with  thee  above  ; 
And  there  in  humble  rapture  sing 
Eternal  thanks  to  God,  our  King. 

Old  Hundred. 

HYMN  101.     L.  M. 

1   Great  God,  in  vain  our  narrow  view 
Attempts  to  look  thy  nature  through. 
Our  laboring  powers  with  reverence  own, 
Thy  glories  never  can  be  known. 

^  2  In  vain  the  seraph's  mighty  thought. 

Who  countless  years  his  God  has  sought. 
Such  wondrous  height  or  depth  would  find. 
Or  fully  trace  thy  boundless  mind. 

s  3  Yet,  Lord,  thy  kindness  deigns  to  show 

Enough  for  mortal  man  to  know ; 
a       While  wisdom,  goodness,  power  divine. 
Through  all  thy  works  and  conduct  shine. 

A  4  May  every  soul  with  rapture  trace 

Thy  wondrous  works  of  power  and  grace ; 
Explore  thy  sacred  name,  and  still 
Press  on  to  know  and  do  thy  will. 

Nantwich,  Proctor. 
5t 


80  DIVINE  GLORY  AND  CONDESCENSION. 

HYMN  102.  L.  M. 

G  1   Eternal  Power,  whose  high  abode 
Becomes  the  great  and  glorious  God, 
Extending  far  beyond  the  bounds, 
Where  stars  revolve  inferior  rounds  5        ^ 

m  2  All  lands  have  heard  thy  distant  fame,     ) 
And  men  have  learned  to  lisp  thy  name  5 

g       But  still  thy  glories,  Parent  Mind, 
Leave  all  our  soaring  thoughts  behind. 

m  3  The  Lord  's  in  heaven,  and  men  below  ; 

Be  short  our  hymns,  our  words  be  few. 

A  sacred  reverence  checks  our  songs, 

And  silent  praise  becomes  our  tongues. 

1     Effingham,  Pilesgrove. 

HYMN  103.     c.  M. 

g   1   The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain . 
The  universal  Lord  ; 
t       Yet  he  in  humble  hearts  will  deign 
To  dwell,  and  be  adored. 

c   2  Where'er  ascends  the  sacrifice 
Of  fervent  praise  and  prayer. 
In  all  the  earth,  through  all  the  skies, 
The  God  of  heaven  is  there. 

a  3  His  power  and  love  exteind  abroad 

Through  realms,  through  worlds  unknown ; 

And  those  who  humbly  seek  their  God, 

Are  ever  near  his  throne. 

1     Christmas,  Nottingham. 


DIVINE  GLORY  AND  CONDESCENSION.  81 

HYMN  104.     L.  M. 

1   Thy  favors,  Lord,  surprise  our  souls  ; 
Will  God,  our  Maker,  dwell  vviih  us  ? 
What  canst  thou  find  beneath  the  poles, 
To  tempt  thy  chariot  downward  thus  ? 

G  2  From  heaven  supreme,  his  glorious  throne, 
Where  angels  tune  their  sweetest  songs, 
God  in  his  love  and  grace  comes  down, 
And  bows  to  hear  our  feeble  tongues. 

t   3  Great  God,  what  poor  returns  we  pay 

g       For  love  so  rich  and  great,  as  thine  ! 

t       Words  are  but  air,  and  tongues  but  clay, 

a       But  thy  compassion  's  all  divine. 


Luton. 


HYMN  105.     L.  M. 


a  I    Up  to  the  Lord,  that  reigns  on  high, 
g       And  view^s  the  circling  worlds  afar, 
a       Let  everlasting  praises  rise, 

And  tell  how  large  his  bounties  are. 

g  2  God,  who  must  stoop  to  view^  the  skies. 
And  bow  to  see  what  angels  do, 

m      On  men  below  he  casts  his  eyes. 

And  bends  his  footsteps  downward  too. 

3  He  will  direct  all  mortal  things, 
And  over-rule  our  mean  affiiirs  ; 
On  humble  souls  the  King  of  kings 
Bestows  his  counsels  and  his  cares. 
.-3  4  0  could  our  thankfiil  hearts  devise 
A  tribute  equal  to  thy  grace. 
Above  the  heavens  our  songs  should  rise, 
And  teach  the  golden  harps  thy  praise. 

2    Truro,  Marietta. 


82  DIVINE  JUSTICE. 

HYMN  106.     L.  M. 

1  Lord,  thou  art  just  in  all  thy  ways; 
Thy  truth  demands  a  hymn  of  praise. 

t        Though  man,  frail  man,  oppose  thy  will, 
c       The  sons  of  light  obey  thee  still. 

2  All  things  to  thee  their  being  owe, 
Thy  hands  our  various  powers  bestow ; 
And  all  by  perfect  right  are  thine ; 

'T  is  thine  to  rule  with  power  divine. 

3  Holy  are  all  thy  precepts,  Lord, 
While  grace  provides  a  large  reward 
For  all  who  walk  in  virtue's  ways. 
And  live,  as  well  as  speak  thy  praise. 

Medfield,  Dunstan. 

HYMN  107.     c.  M. 

1  How  wondrous.  Lord,  are  all  thy  works 

Of  power,  and  love,  and  grace  ! 
Thou  King  of  saints,  almighty  Lord, 
How  just  and  true  thy  ways  ! 

2  Who  dares  refuse  to  fear  thy  name, 
S  Or  bow  before  thy  throne  ? 

Thy  judgments  speak  thy  holiness 
Through  all  the  nations  known. 

Kendall,  Mear. 

HYMN  108.     L.  M. 

The  faithfulness  of  God. 

c    1  Thou,  who  hast  formed  our  feeble  dust, 
Faithful  Creator,  thee  we  '11  trust. 
Still,  as  thy  work,  we  hope  to  share 
Thy  kind  regard  and  tender  care. 


DIVINE  JUSTICE  AND  FAITHFULNESS.  83 

2  Homage  to  thee,  O  God,  we  bring, 
Faithful  Protector,  guardian  King. 
While  we  obey  thy  sov'ereign  will. 
Our  hearts  shall  fear  no  threatening  ill. 

3  Firmly  on  thee  our  hope  relies, 
Father  most  faithful,  good,  and  wise. 
O,  may  we  show  a  filial  mind, 

To  every  deed  of  lov^e  inclined. 

a  4  Angels  and  men  thy  truth  record  ; 
Firm  is  thy  promise,  sure  thy  word. 
Safely  on  thee,  O  God,  we  rest. 
Of  peace  and  heavenly  joy  possessed. 

5     Psalm  97. 

HYMN  109.     H.  M. 

a  1  The  promises  we  sing, 

Which  sovereign  love  hath  spoke ; 
Nor  will  the  eternal  King 
His  words  of  grace  revoke. 
g  They  stand  secure 
And  steadfast  still ; 
Not  Zion's  hill 
Abides  so  sure. 

2  Their  harmony  shall  sound 
Through  our  attentive  ears, 
S      When  thunders  cleave  the  ground. 
And  dissipate  the  spheres. 
'Mid  all  the  shock 
Of  that  dread  scene, 
S         We  stand  serene, 
in         Thy  word  our  rock. 

Bethesda,  Shaftsbury. 


84  THE  GOODNESS  OF  GOD. 

HYMN  110.     CM. 

c    1  How  blessed  are  all  thy  servants,  Lord  ! 
How  sure  is  their  defence  ! 
Eternal  wisdom  is  their  guide ; 
g       Their  help  omnipotence. 

c  2  In  foreign  realms  and  lands  remote, 
By  thy  protecting  care. 
They  pass  unhurt  through  burning  climes, 
And  breathe  in  tainted  air. 

3  Thy  mercy  sweetens  every  soil. 

Makes  every  region  please. 
The  hoary  frozen  hills  it  warms, 
And  smooths  the  boisterous  seas. 

4  From  all  our  griefs  and  straights,  O  Lord, 

Thy  mercy  sets  us  free ; 
While  we,  in  humble,  fervent  prayer, 
Repose  our  hope  in  thee. 

5  In  midst  of  dangers,  fears,  and  death. 

Thy  goodness  v/e  '11  adore  ; 
Still  render  thanks  for  mercies  past, 
And  humbly  hope  for  more. 

6  Our  lives,  while  thou  preserv'st  our  lives. 

Thy  sacrifice  shall  be ; 

And  O,  may  death,  when  death  shall  come. 

Unite  our  souls  to  thee. 

1     Dundee,  London,  H. 

HYMN  111.  CM. 

a  1  Jehovah  God,  thy  gracious  power 
On  every  hand  we  see  ; 
O,  then,  may  every  favored  hour 
Direct  our  thoughts  to  thee. 


THE  GOODNESS  OF    GOD.  85 

2  Thy  power  pervades  the  watery  deeps, 

And  overspreads  the  skies. 
T])inc  eye  of  mercy  never  sleeps  ; 
Thy  goodness  never  dies. 

3  From  morn  till  noon,  till  latest  eve, 

The  hand  of  God  we  see  ; 
And  all  the  blessini^s  we  receive, 
Unceasing  flow  from  thee. 

4  In  all  the  varying  scenes  of  time, 

On  thee  onr  hopes  depend. 
In  every  age,  in  every  clime. 
Our  kind  and  constant  Friend. 

St  James,  Clarendon. 

HYMN  112.     L.  M. 

c    1   God  of  all  grace,  accept  our  praise  . 

Thy  power  sustains,  thy  goodness  cheers ; 
Unvarying  mercy  guides  our  ways, 
And  love  in  every  scene  appears. 

2  Ready  thy  powerful  aid  to  lend 
In  every  need,  in  each  distress, 
t        Thou  art  the  mourning  widow's  friend  ; 
Thine  arm  protects  the  fatherless. 

c   3  Those  who  in  foreign  exile  roam, 

Partake  of  tliy  protection  too  ; 
a       And  ransomed  captives,  hastening  home, 

The  joys  of  freedom  there  renew. 

c   4  Always  thy  favor  let  us  share,  ^ 

And  thankfully  its  aids  improve  ; 

On  earth  enjoy  thy  tender  care. 

In  heaven  thine  everlasting  love. 

2    Dunstiu. 


86  THE  GOODNESS  OF  GOD. 

HYMN  113.    CM. 

c    1   Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak, 
Thou  sovereign  Lord  of  all ; 
Thy  strengthening  hands  uphold  the  weak, 
And  raise  the  poor  that  fall. 

t   2  When  sorrow  bows  the  spirit  down, 
Or  virtue  lies  distressed, 
Beneath  some  proud  oppressor's  frown, 
Thou  givest  the  mourner  rest. 

c    3  The  Lord  supports  our  tottering  days, 
And  guides  our  giddy  youth. 
How  just  and  kind  are  all  his  ways  ! 
His  every  word  is  truth. 

t    4  He  knows  the  pains  his  servants  feel, 

He  hears  his  children  cry. 
c       To  succor  those  who  do  his  will, 

His  grace  is  ever  nigh. 

5  His  love  and  kindness  ne'er  remove 

Froixt  i^'ien  of  hearts  sincere. 

He  saves  the  souls,  whose  humble  love 

Is  joined  with  holy  fear. 

St  Johns. 

HYMN  114.     c.  p.  M. 

a  1  O  God,  thy  boundless  love  we  praise  ; 
How  bright  on  high  its  glories  blaze  ! 

How  sweetly  bloom  below  ! 
It  streams  from  thine  eternal  throne  ; 
Through  heaven  its  joys  forever  run. 

And  o'er  the  earth  thev  flow. 


THE  GOODNESS  OF  GOD.  87 

2  'Tis  love  that  paints  the  purple  morn, 
And  bids  the  clouds  in  air  upborne, 

Their  genial  drops  distil. 
In  every  vernal  beam  it  glows, 
And  breathes  in  every  gale  that  blows, 

And  glides  in  every  rill. 

3  But  in  thy  word  we  see  it  shine, 
With  grace  and  glories  more  divine. 

Proclaiming  sins  forgiven. 
There  faiih,  bright  cherub,  points  the  way 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day, 

And  opens  all  her  heaven. 

4  Then  let  the  love  that  makes  us  blessed, 
Widi  cheerful  praise  inspire  our  breast. 

And  ardent  gratitude ; 
And  all  our  thoughts  and  passions  tend 
To  diee,  our  Father,  God,  and  Friend, 

Our  souls'  eternal  good. 

Rapture,  Kew. 

HYMN  115.     L.  M. 

fi  1   My  soul,  inspired  with  sacred  love, 

God's  holy  name  forever  bless ; 

Of  all  his  favors  mindful  prove. 

And  still  thy  grateful  thanks  express. 
t   2  'Tis  he  that  all  thy  sins  forgives. 

And  after  sickness  makes  thee  sound ; 

From  danger  he  thy  life  relieves, 
a       By  him  with  grace  and  mercy  crowned. 
/  3  As  high  as  heaven  its  arch  extends 
p       Above  this  little  spot  of  clay, 
/       So  much  his  boundless  love  transcends 

The  best  obedience  we  can  pay. 

St  James,  Nottingham. 


S8  THE  GOODNESS  OF  GOD. 

HYMN  116.     c.  M. 

a  1  TiiY  goodness,  Lord,  a  joyful  theme, 
Demands  our  grateful  songs. 
Let  love  divine  our  hearts  inspire. 
And  harmonize  our  tongues. 

c  2  Thy  goodness  smiles  in  every  dawn, 
And  gilds  the  evening  sky. 
In  every  scene  of  joy  and  grief 
The  God  of  grace  is  nigh. 

3  Ten  thousand  eyes  are  fixed  on  thee, 

Nor  hope  nor  wish  in  vain. 
Ten  thousand  tribes  of  happy  things 
Thy  bounteous  hands  sustain. 

4  But  chiefly  man,  ungrateful  man. 

Thy  tender  mercy  shares  : 
His  daily  wants  thy  love  supplies, 
And  lightens  all  his  cares. 

t    5  O  grant  us.  Lord,  a  heart  to  feel. 
How  good  and  kind  thou  art ; 
And  still  our  woes  and  wants  relieve, 
And  every  grace  impart. 

Eustis,  Swan  wick. 

HYMN  117.     CM. 

A     1  Lord,  thou  art  good  :  all  nature  shows 
Its  mighty  Author  kind. 
Thy  bounty  through  creation  flows 
Full,  free,  and  unconfined. 

2  Whate'er  our  eyes  behold  proclaims 
Thine  infinite  good  will ; 
It  shines  in  stars,  it  flows  in  streams, 
And  bursts  from  every  hill. 


THE    GOODNESS    OF  COD.  89 

3  It  fills  the  wide  extended  main, 

And  heaven,  which  spreads  more  wide  ; 
It  drops  in  gentle  showers  of  rain, 
And  rolls  in  every  tide. 

4  Thy  love  has  been  diffused  abroad 

Through  years  and  ages  past ; 
And  still  that  love,  most  gracious  God, 
To  endless  years  shall  last. 

5  High  admiration  let  it  raise, 

And  strong  affection  move  ; 

Employ  our  tongues  in  songs  of  praise, 

And  fill  our  hearts  with  love. 

1     Christmas,  Clarendon. 

HYMN  118.     c.  M. 

a  1   Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord, 
In  all  thy  works  appear  ; 
But  most  thy  praise  should  man  record, 
Man,  thy  distinguished  care. 

2  From  thee  the  breath  of  life  he  drew. 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains. 
.     t     Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new. 
His  brittle  frame  sustains. 

3  Yet  nobler  gifts  demand  his  praise. 

Of  reason's  light  possessed  ; 

By  revelation's  brighter  rays 

Still  more  divinely  blessed. 

Christmas,  Winter. 


90  THE  GOODNESS  OF  GOD. 

HYMN  119.    L.  M. 

Divine  forbearance. 

t    1  Divine  forbearance  claims  our  song ; 
Almighty  God,  assist  our  tongue, 
While  mingled  tones  of  grief  and  joy 
Our  tenderest,  noblest  powers  employ. 

c   2  Our  dawning  life  thy  mercy  cheers, 

And  shines  through  all  our  growing  years ; 
t        And  though  we  oft  oppose  thy  will, 
c       That  mercy  spares  and  guards  us  still. 

3  The  path  of  life  thy  word  reveals  ; 
Thy  grace  the  contrite  spirit  heals  ; 

t      But  ah,  how  few  thy  truth  embrace  ! 
How  many  slight  thy  pardoning  grace  ! 

4  And  yet  thy  tender  patience  waits, 
And  oft  thy  word  of  grace  repeats  ; 

i     With  kind  remonstrance  urgent  still, 
To  captivate  the  wayward  will. 

5  May  grace  like  this  our  minds  affect, 
And  overcome  our  cold  neglect ; 
Our  feet  from  sinful  paths  reclaim, 

c     And  tune  our  lips  to  sing  thy  name. 

1    Monmouth,  Med  way. 

HYMN  120.     s.  M. 

The  blessednesa  of  God. 

a  1   Source  of  all  life  and  light. 
To  thee  our  praise  we  pay. 
Our  souls  admire  thy  glory,  Lord, 
Which  heaven  and  earth  display. 


THE  GOODNESS  OF  GOD.  91 

g  2  Thou  art  the  King  of  kings, 
Of  lords  the  sovereign  Lord ; 
The  sons  of  light,  in  choral  songs, 
Thy  royal  deeds  record. 

3  All  thy  perfections,  Lord, 
Conspire  to  make  tliee  blessed  ; 

Complete  within  thyself  alone, 
Of  every  joy  possessed. 

a  4  O  may  our  souls  expand 

With  sympathetic  joy ; 

The  grateful  theme  of  bliss  divine 

Our  happiest  thoughts  employ. 

2    Watchman,  Silver  Street. 

HYMN  121.     L.  M. 

The  universal  providence  of  God. 

1  The  earth  and  all  the  heavenly  frame 
Their  great  Creator's  love  proclaim. 
He  gives  the  sun  his  genial  power. 
And  sends  the  soft  refreshing  shower, 

2  The  ground  with  plenty  blooms  again, 
And  yields  her  various  fruits  to  men ; 
To  men,  on  whom  his  bounteous  hand 
Bestows  the  fruits  of  every  land. 

3  Nor  yet  to  human  kind  alone 
Is  his  paternal  goodness  shown: 
The  tribes  of  earth,  and  sea,  and  air, 
Enjoy  his  universal  care. 

4  Not  even  a  sparrow  yields  its  breath, 
Till  God  permits  the  stroke  of  death. 
He  hears  the  ravens  when  they  call. 

The  Father,  God,  and  Friend  of  all. 

Clinton,  Brentford. 
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92  THE  GOODNESS  OF  GOD. 

.       HYMN  122.     L.  M. 

a  1  To  thee,  my  heart,  eternal  King, 

Would  now  its  thankful  tribute  bring ; 
To  thee  its  hiimble  homage  raise 
In  songs  of  ardent,  tuneful  praise. 

2  All  nature  shows  thy  boundless  love, 
In  worlds  below,  in  worlds  above  ; 
But  still  in  holy  writ  I  trace 

Thy  brighter  glories,  richer  grace. 

3  There  what  delightful  truths  are  given ! 
There  Jesus  shows  the  way  to  heaven. 
His  name  salutes  my  listening  ear, 
Revives  my  heart,  and  checks  my  fear. 

s   4  There  Jesus  bids  our  sorrows  cease. 

And  gives  the  laboring  conscience  peace  ; 

^      Exalts  our  grateful  feelings  high. 
And  points  to  joys  above  the  sky. 

5  For  love  like  this,  may  every  tongue 
In  joyful  notes,  thy  praise  prolong  5 
And  distant  climes  thy  name  adore. 
Till  earth  and  time  shall  be  no  more. 

1     Clinton,  Aldridge. 

HYMN  123.     c.  p.  M. 

a  1  Great  Source  of  good,  thy  works  of  might 
Mine  eyes  survey  with  pure  delight ; 

Thy  name  is  all  divine. 
There  's  nought  in  earth,  or  sea,  or  air, 
Or  heaven  itself,  that 's  good  or  fair, 
But  what  is  wholly  thine. 


GOD  THE  CHIEF  GOOD.  93 

2  Immensely  high  thy  glories  rise, 

They  strike  my  soul  with  sweet  surprise, 

And  sacred  pleasures  yield  ; 
A  scene  of  bliss  without  a  bound, 
Where  perfect  peace  and  joy  are  found, 

And  every  want  is  filled. 

3  To  thee  my  warm  affections  move  ; 
s        With  humble  awe,  and  filial  love, 

Before  thy  feet  I  fall. 
A      I  pant  for  nought  beneath  the  skies ; 
To  thee  my  ardent  wishes  rise, 
O  my  eternal  All. 

1    Rapture,  Clyde. 

HYMN  124.    c.  M. 

VI  1  Lord,  may  thy  counsels  guide  our  feet 
Through  this  dark  wilderness  ; 
Thine  hand  conduct  us  near  thy  seat, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

{   2  Were  we  in  heaven,  without  our  God, 
No  pleasure  w^ould  it  be  ; 
And  while  this  earth  is  our  abode, 
We  long  for  none  but  thee. 

t  3  Lo,  the  transgressors,  that  remove 
From  thy  protection,  die. 
Not  all  the  idol  gods  they  love, 
Can  save  them  when  they  cry. 

a  4  But  to  draw  near  to  thee,  O  God, 

Shall  be  our  sweet  employ. 

Our  tongues  shall  sound  thy  works  abroad, 

And  tell  the  w^orld  our  joy. 

2    Nazareth.  U.  Broamsgrove.  H. 


94  GOD  THE  CHIEF  GOOB. 

HYMN  125.     c.  M. 

1  O  God,  our  life,  our  joy,  and  hope, 

Our  everlasting  all. 
We  've  none  but  thee  in  heaven  above, 
Nor  on  this  eartlily  ball. 

2  To  thee  we  owe  our  wealth,  and  friends, 

And  health,  and  safe  abode ; 
For  gifts  like  tliese,  we  render  thanks, 
But  they  are  not  our  God. 

3  How  vain  a  toy  is  glittering  weahh, 

The  fruits  of  earth,  or  sea  ! 
Or  what 's  our  safet}^,  health,  or  friends, 
If  once  compared  with  thee  ? 

4  Could  we  command  the  spacious  world. 

And  call  the  stars  our  own, 

t  Without  thy  grace,  without  thyself, 

We  still  were  poor ;  undone. 

m  5  Though  others  stretch  their  arms  like  seas. 
That  grasp  in  all  the  shore. 
Let  us  behold  thy  blissful  face. 
And  we  desire  no  more. 

1     Howards,  London, 

HYMN  126.     c.  M. 

a  I  O  God,  to  thee  our  souls  aspire ; 
Dispel  the  shades  of  night. 
Enlarge  and  fill  each  pure  desire 
With  infinite  delight. 


GOD  THE  CHIEF  GOOD.  95 

2  Immortal  joy  thy  lips  impart ;       * 
Heaven  dawns  in  every  ray. 
One  glimpse  of  thee  will  cheer  the  heart, 
And  turn  om*  night  to  day. 

m  3  Not  all  the  good,  which  earth  bestows, 

Can  fill  the  craving  mind. 
t       Its  highest  joys  have  mingled  woes. 

And  leave  a  sting  behind. 

4  Should  boundless  wealth  increase  our  store, 
Can  wealth  our  cares  beguile  ? 
Wc  shoQld  be  wretched  still,  and  poor, 
c         Without  thy  blissful  smile. 

1     Covington,  St  Johns. 

HYMN  127.     s.  M. 

a  1   On  thee,  great  Source  of  hfe, 
Our  souls  exult  to  wait ; 
And  far  from  scenes  of  mirth  and  strife, 
s       Enjoy  a  peaceful  state. 

a  2  Thy  smiles  are  all  our  joy ; 
t        Thy  frowns  our  only  fear. 
c  Thy  comforts,  Lord,  without  alloy. 
Our  drooping  spirits  cheer. 

3  Thy  creatures  all  are  good, 

If  used  without  abuse. 
We  render  thanks  for  daily  food. 

Nor  any  gift  refuse. 

a  4  But  still  on  thee  alone 
Our  final  wishes  rest : 
Witliin  our  hearts  erect  thy  throne. 
And  make  us  truly  blessed. 

Elysium,  Mount  Ephraioi. 


96      GOD  OUR  CREATOR,  FATHER,  AND  SAVIOUR. 


HYMN  128.     L.  M.  A. 

a  1  The  Lord  is  our  Father,  our  Guardian,  and  Friend, 
The  Author  of  being,  and  Fountain  of  joy. 
His  favors  each  morning,  each  moment,  descend, 
And  cordial  thanksgiving  our  tongues  shall  employ. 

2  The  Lord  is  our  Father ;  he  graciously  dwells 
With  those  who  delight  in  his  worship  below. 
His  presence  all  gloomy  foreboding  dispels. 
And  mingles  a  pleasure  with  danger  and  wo. 

3  The  Lord  is  our  Father  ;  his  wisdom  directs 
Our  footsteps  to  virtue,  and  safety,  and  peace. 
He  views  with  compassion  our  many  defects, 
And  fits  us  for  mansions  of  glory  and  bliss. 

4  The  Lord  is  our  Father  ;  to  him  we  '11  devote 

Our  warmest  affections,  our  homage,  and  trust ; 

In  pleasure  and  sorrow  his  glory  promote, 

s     Till  nature,  exhausted,  shall  slumber  in  dust. 

Winchester,  Hiuton, 

HYMN  129.    c.  M.  A. 

a  1  The  Lord  is  our  Maker,  our  Sovereign,  and  King ; 
His  praise-  our  best  powers  shall  employ. 
To  him  as  our  tribute,  our  homage  we  bring ; 
His  name  is  our  reverence  and  joy. 

2  The  Lord  is  our  Father ;  his  bounty  supplies 
The  wants'  of  all  creatures  below ; 
i       He'll  hear  our  petitions,  and  never  despise 
The  accents  of  sorrow  and  wo. 


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THE  ONLY  LIVING  AND  TRUE  GOD.  97 

3  The  Lord  is  our  Saviour  ;  his  mercy  extends 

To  all*  who  redemption  embrace. 
lie  kindly  receives  them,  as  children  and  friends, 
And  crowns  them  with  glory  and  grace. 

4  To  God,  our  Creator,  Redeemer,  and  Lord, 

The  praise*  of  all  nature  belongs. 

His  w^onders  of  goodness  our  lips  shall  record, 

While  angels  unite  in  our  songs. 

Wareham. 

HYMN  130.     s.  M. 

1  Lord,  thou  art  God  alone, 
O'er  earth  and  heaven  supreme : 

No  other  God  to  share  thy  throne 
Can  urge  a  rival  claim. 

2  Thou  art  the  only  wise, 
The  only  just  and  true. 

To  thee  alone  through  earth  and  skies 
Divine  regard  is  due. 

3  Father  in  heaven,  we  bow 
Before  thy  glorious  seat. 

In  all  thy  works  how  great  art  thou  ! 
In  thee  what  wonders  meet ! 

4  Keep  us,  almighty  Lord, 
From  idol  worship  free. 

Within  our  breasts  thy  name  record, 
Devoted  all  to  thee. 

5  Publish  thy  name  abroad. 

And  teach  the  \vorld  thy  ways  : 
INIay  Pagans  soon  confess  our  God, 
And  join  to  sing  diy  praise. 

2    Watchman,  Silver  Street. 
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98  GENERAL  HOMAGE  AND 


HYMN  131. 


L.  M, 


1  Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne, 
Ye  nations,  bow  with  sacred  joy. 
Know  that  the  Lord  is  God  alone ; 
His  name  alone  your  praise  employ. 

2  Thy  power,  O  God,  without  our  aid, 
Gave  life  to  clay,  and  formed  us  men. 
When  in  the  paths  of  death  we  strayed, 
Thy  word  recalled  our  souls  again. 

3  We'll  crowd  thy  gates  with  thankful  songs ; 
To  heaven  supreme  our  voices  raise  ; 
While  the  glad  earth,  with  countless  tongues. 
Shall  fill  thy  courts  with  sounding  praise. 

4  All  worlds  shall  bow  at  thy  command  j 
Eternity  display  thy  love. 

Firm  as  a  rock  thy  truth  shall  stand, 
When  roUing  years  shall  cease  to  move. 

Luton. 

*HYMN  132.    10s.  &  lis.  m. 

1   House  of  our  God,  with  cheerful  anthems  ring, 
While  all  our  lips  and  hearts  his  goodness  sing ; 
With  sacred  joy  his  wondrous  deeds  proclaim ; 
Let  every  tongue  be  vocal  with  his  name. 
The  Lord  is  good,  his  mercy  never-ending. 
His  blessings  in  perpetual  showers  descending. 

2  His  goodness  never  ends ;  the  dawn,  the  shade, 
Still  see  nev/  beauties  through  new  scenes  displayed. 
Succeeding  ages  bless  this  sure  abode. 
And  children  lean  upon  their  Father's  God. 
The  deathless  soul,  through  its  immense  duration, 
Drinks  from  this  source  immortal  consolation. 


PRAISE  TO  GOD.  99 


3  Burst  into  praise,  my  soul;  all  nature  join  ; 

An2;els  and  men  in  harmony  combine. 

While  human  years  are  measured  by  the  sun. 

And  while  eternity  its  course  shall  run, 
His  goodness  in  perpetual  showers  descending, 
Exalt  in  songs,  with  rapture  never-ending. 


HYMN  133.     s.  M. 

a  1  Let  every  creature  join. 
To  praise  the  eternal  God. 
Ye  heavenly  hosts  the  song  begin. 
And  sound  his  name  abroad. 

2  Thou  sun,  with  golden  beams, 
And  moon,  with  paler  rays, 

Ye  starry  lights,  ye  twinkling  flames. 
Display  your  Maker's  praise. 

3  Ye  vapors,  when  you  rise. 
Or  fall  in  showers  or  snow, 

g  Ye  thunders  murmuring  round  the  skies, 
His  power  and  glory  show. 

4  Wind,  hail,  and  flashing  fire, 
Agree  to  praise  die  Lord, 

When  ye  in  dreadful  storms  conspire 
To  execute  his  word. 

a  5  By  all  his  works  above 
His  honors  be  expressed ; 
But  saints,  that  taste  his  saving  love, 
Should  sing  his  praises  best. 

1     Pcckhain.  Beveridge. 


100    GENERAL  HOMAGE  AND  PRAISE  TO  GOD. 

HYMN  134.     L.  M. 

1  Thee,  mighty  God,  our  wondermg  souls. 
Thee,  all  our  conscious  powers  adore  ; 
Whose  high  command  the  world  controls, 
Whose  eyes  the  universe  explore. 

2  Thine  essence  fills  this  breathins:  frame  : 
It  glows  in  ever5'  vital  part ; 

Lights  up  our  souls  with  livelier  flame, 
And  feeds  with  life  the  beating  heart. 

3  To  thee,  from  whom  our  being  came. 
Whose  smile  is  all  the  heaven  we  know, 
Inspired  with  this  exalted  theme. 

To  thee  our  grateful  strains  shall  flow. 

1     Nantwich,  Proctor. 

HYMN  135.     H.  M. 

A  1  Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 

With  heaven,  and  earth,  and  seas, 
And  offer  notes  divine 
To  your  Creator's  praise. 

Ye  holy  throng 

Of  angels  bright, 

In  w^orlds  of  light 

Begin  the  song. 

2  The  shining  worlds  on  higli 
In  glorious  order  stand  ; 
Or  traverse  round  the  sky. 
By  his  supreme  command. 
g  He  spake  the  word. 
And  all  their  frame 
From  nothing  came. 
To  praise  the  Lord. 


1 


EXCELLENCY  OF  THE  SCRIPTURES.  101 

3   He  moved  their  mighty  wheels 
In  unknown  ages  past, 
And  each  his  word  fulfils, 
While  time  and  nature  last. 
a  In  different  ways. 
His  works  proclaim 
His  wondrous  name, 
And  speak  his  praise. 

g  4  Ye  vapors,  hail  and  snow, 

Praise  ye  the  Almighty  Lord  ; 
And  stormy  winds  that  blow, 
To  execute  his  word. 

When' lightnings  shine, 

Or  thunders  roar. 

Let  earth  adore 

His  hand  divine. 

1     Portsmouth,  B.  Bethesda. 

HYMN  136.    L.  M. 

1  Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite, 
Those  spacious  fields  of  brilliant  light, 
Where  sun,  and  moon,  and  planets  roll, 
And  stars,  that  glow  from  pole  to  pole. 

2  View  the  broad  sea's  majestic  plains, 
And  think  how  wide  its  Maker  reigns. 
That  band  remotest  nations  joins, 

And  o'er  each  wave  his  goodness  shines. 

3  Yet  there  's  fi  brighter  world  above, 
Where  lives  and  reigns  unbounded  love  ; 
Where  God  his  gracious  power  reveals, 
And  alt  the  scene  with  rapture  fills. 

4  Thuhcr,  O  Lord,  our  spirits  soar  ; 
In  faith,  and  hope,  and  joy  adore. 
The  theme  demands  an  angel's  lay, 
Demands  an  everlasting  day. 

2    All  Saints,  Green's  Hundredth. 


102  THE  EXCELLENCY    OF 

'  HYMN  137.    c.  M. 

a  1  A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page, 
Thy  glory,  Lord,  alone  ; 
It  gives  a  light  to  every  age  ; 
It  gives,  but  borrows  none. 

2  The  Eternal  Fountain  still  supplies 

The  gracious  hght  and  heat. 
The  truths  on  distant  nations  rise  ; 
They  rise,  but  never  set. 

3  Let  endless  thanks,  O  God,  be  thine. 

For  such  a  bright  display. 
As  makes  a  world  of  darkness  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  day. 

4  With  steadfast  zeal  may  we  pursue 

The  paths  of  truth  and  love  ; 

Till  glory  break  upon  our  view 

In  brighter  worlds  above. 

1     Christmas,  St  James,  Saco. 

HYMN  138.     s.  M. 

_    a  1  Behold  the  morning  sun 
Begins  his  glorious  way. 
His  beams  through  all  the  nations  run. 
And  life  and  light  convey. 

"^  2  But  where  the  gospel  comes. 
It  spreads  diviner  light ; 
Irradiates  the  darkest  tombs. 
And  gives  the  bhnd  their  sight. 

m  3  How  perfect  is  thy  word  ! 
And  all  thy  judgments  just ! 
Forever  sure  thy  promise,  Lord, 
And  men  securely  trust. 


THE    SCRIPTURES.  103 

4  Our  gracious  God,  how  plain 

Are  thy  directions  given  ! 

Permit  us  not  to  read  in  vain, 

But  find  the  path  to  heaven. 

1     Hudson,  SuUon. 


HYMN  139.     c.  M. 

a  1   Lord,  in  thy  sure,  prophetic  word 
What  endless  glory  shines  ! 
Forever  be  thy  name  adored, 
For  these  celestial  lines. 

2  Here  may  the  wretched  sons  of  want 

Unfailing  treasures  find  ; 
Surpassing  all  that  earth  can  grant, 
To  enrich  the  craving  mind. 

3  Here  the  fair  tree  of  knowledge  grows. 

And  yields  a  free  repast. 
Sublimer  sweets,  than  nature  knows, 
Invite  tlie  longing  taste. 

4  Fountains  of  consolation  rise. 

To  cheer  the  fainting  mind  ; 

And  thirsty  souls  receive  supplies, 

And  sweet  refreshment  find. 

5  O  may  thy  Gospel  ever  be 

Our  study  day  and  night ; 
And  still  new  beauties  may  we  see, 
And  still  increasing  hght. 

2     Ashley,  Braintrce. 


104  THE  EXCELLENCY  OF 

HYMN  140.     L.  M. 

a  1   God,  in  the  gospel  of  his  Son, 

Has  made  his  heavenly  counsel  known. 
'T  is  here  his  richest  mercy  shines, 
And  truth  is  drawn  in  fairest  lines. 

2  Wisdom  its  dictates  here  imparts, 

To  form  our  mind,  to  cheer  our  hearts. 
Its  influence  makes  the  sinner  hve ; 
It  bids  the  drooping  saint  revive. 

3  Anger  and  pride  his  power  controls. 
And  comfort  yields  to  contrite  souls. 
It  brings  a  better  world  to  view, 

And  guides  us  all  our  journey  through. 

4  Near  to  my  heart,  and  near  my  eye, 
May  this  blessed  volume  ever  lie  ; 

To  life's  last  hour  my  thoughts  employ, 

And  fit  ray  soul  for  heavenly  joy. 

2    Dunstan,  Marietta. 

HYMN  141.     s.  M. 

1  How  shall  we,  Lord,  secure  our  hearts, 

And  guard  our  hves  from  sin  ? 
Thy  word  the  choicest  rule  imparts, 
To  keep  the  conscience  clean. 

2  'T  is  like  the  sun,  a  heavenly  light, 

That  guides  us  all  the  day  ; 
And  through  the  long  and  dreary  night, 
A  lamp  to  lead  our  way. 

3  Beaming  with  everlasting  truth. 

How  pure  is  every  page  ! 

That  holy  book  shall  guide  our  youth, 

_,       And  well  support  our  age. 

2    Braiutree,  Broomsgrove,  H. 


THE  SCRIPTURES.  105 

HYMN  142.     s.  M. 

1  Lord,  we  revere  thy  word, 

Where  all  thy  glory  shines. 
Daily  we  trace  with  wondering  eyes 
Those  hrigiit  celestial  lines. 

2  Treasures  of  heavenly  truth 

That  precious  book  contains  ; 
Nor  shall  the  slightest  promise  fail, 
While  earth  or  heaven  remains. 

3  Teach  us  the  value,  Lord,  ^ 

Of  grace  and  truth  like  thine. 

Freely  we  '11  part  with  earthly  things, 

For  treasures  so  divine. 

3     Fairfield. 

HYMN  143.  c.  M. 

1  O,  how  we  love  thy  holy  law  ! 

'Tis  daily  our  delight; 
And  thence  our  meditations  draw 
Divine  advice  by  night. 

2  This  is  the  field,  where  hidden  lies 

The  pearl  of  price  unknown  ; 
And  he  alone  is  truly  wise, 

Who  makes  this  pearl  his  own. 

3  Here  a  pure  stream  of  water  flows, 

To  quencli  our  thirst  for  sin  ; 
And  here  the  tree  of  knowledge  grows ; 
No  danger  lurks  within. 

4  O,  may  thy  counsels,  mighty  God, 

Our  roving  feet  command  ; 
Nor  we  forsake  the  haj)py  road, 
That  leads  to  thy  right  hand. 

2    Ashley,  Nazareth. 


106  INVITATIONS  OF  THE  GOSPEL* 

HYMN  144.     7s.  m. 

t  1   Gome,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice, 

Come,  and  make  my  paths  thy  choice  : 
I  will  guide  thee  safely  home ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  come. 

2  Thou,  who,  houseless,  sole,  forlorn, 
Long  hast  borne  the  proud  world's  scorn ; 
Long  hast  roamed  the  barren  waste  ; 
Weary  pilgrim,  hither  haste. 

3  Ye,  who,  tossed  on  beds  of  pain, 
Seek  for  ease,  but  seek  in  vain  ; 
Ye,  w^iose  swoln  and  sleepless  eyes 
Watch  to  see  the  morning  rise : 

4  Ye,  by  fiercer  anguish  torn. 
Who  for  guilt  and  folly  mourn. 
Here  repose  your  heavy  care. 
Who  the  stings  of  guilt  can  bear  ? 

5  Sinner,  come,  for  here  is  found 
Balm  that  flows  for  every  wound  ; 

c      Peace  that  ever  shall  endure  ; 

Rest  eternal,  sacred,  sure. 

Savannah.  Norwich. 

HYMN  145.     c.  M. 

1  Come,  saith  the  Lord,  all  ye  that  mourn. 
With  guilt  and  fear  oppressed ; 
Resign  to  me  the  willing  heart, 
And  I  will  give  you  rest. 


IlfVITATIONS  OF    THE  GOSPEL.  107 

2  Take  up  my  yoke,  and  learn  of  me, 

A  meek  and  lowly  mind  ; 
And  thus  your  weary,  troubled  souls 
Repose  and  peace  shall  find. 

3  '  Gende  and  soft  are  all  my  bands ; 

The  burden,  I  impose. 
Shall  ease  the  heart,  which  groaned  before, 
Beneath  a  load  of  woes. 

2    Braintree,  Chesterfield. 

HYMN  146.    L.  M. 

a  1   Hark  !  't  is  a  kind,  alluring  sound  : 
'T  is  Jesus'  welcome  voice  we  hear  : 
In  him  the  God  of  mercy  calls  ; 
Let  all  the  tribes  of  men  give  ear. 

t   2  *  Come  unto  me,  ye  sons  of  toil ; 

On  me  your  heavy  burdens  cast. 
m      Effectual  aid  my  arm  shall  give, 

Till  all  your  weary  days  are  past. 

t   3  *  Children  of  sorrow^,  hither  come. 

Who  pass  the  lonely  night  in  tears. 
m      My  watchful  eye  shall  guard  you  well. 

And  solace  all  your  woes  and  fears. 

i   4  '  Hither,  ye  sons  of  want,  approach. 

Ye  hungry,  thirsty,  naked  poor. 
c        For  you  a  rich  repast  is  spread. 

And  every  kind  relief  is  sure. 

t   5  '  Sinners,  with  contrite  spirits,  come ; 
Forsake  your  wandering  ways  and  live. 
Your  keen  remorse  my  grace  shall  soothe, 
My  hands  immortal  blessings  give.' 

2    Marietta,  Medford- 
6t 


108  THE    COMING    OF    CHRIST. 

HYMN  147.     L.  M.  A. 

a  1  A  voice  from  the  desert  most  welcome  proclaims, 
The  Lord  is  advancing ;  prepare  ye  the  way. 
The  word  of  Jehovah  he  comes  to  fulfil, 
And  o'er  the  dark  world  pour  the  splendor  of  day. 

g  2  Bring  down  the  proud  mountain,  though  towering 

to  heaven, 
m      And  be  the  low  valley  exalted  on  high  ; 

The  rough  and  the  crooked  be  level  and  smooth, 
a     For,  Zion,  your  King,  your  Redeemer  is  nigh. 

3  The  beams  of  salvation  his  progress  illume  ; 
The  lone  dreary  wilderness  sings  of  her  God. 
The  rose  and  the  myrtle  their  beauties  display  ; 
The  olive  of  peace  spreads  her  branches  abroad. 

Hinton.  Portuguese  Hymn. 


HYMN  148.     c.  M. 

a  1  Behold  the  great  Messiah  comes, 
The  Saviour  promised  long. 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room. 
And  every  voice  a  song. 

2  On  him  the  spirit,  largely  poured, 

Exerts  his  sacred  fire. 
Power,  wisdom,  zeal,  and  fervent  love, 
His  holy  breast  inspire. 

3  He  comes,  from  thickest  films  of  vice 

To  clear  the  mental  sight ; 
And  o'er  the  eye,  which  never  saw, 
To  pour  celestial  light. 


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THE  COMING  OF  CHRIST.  I09 

t  4  He  comes,  the  broken  heart  to  heal, 

The  bleeding  soul  to  cure ; 
a       And  brings  Inimortul  treasures  down, 

To  enrich  the  humble  poor. 

5  He  comes,  to  set  the  prisoners  free. 
In  cruel  bondage  held  ; 
g       The  gates  of  brass  before  him  burst, 
Tlie  iron  fetters  yield. 

A  G  Our  glad  hosannas,  Prince  of  peace. 
Thy  welcome  shall  proclaim  ; 
And  heaven's  eternal  arches  ring 
With  thy  beloved  name. 

Christmas. 

HYMN  149.     c.  M. 

,/2  I    Hrhold,  he  comes  ;  the  Saviour  comes  ; 
The  pro])het,  long  desired. 
Let  every  heart  his  welcome  sing. 
With  holy  raptures  fired. 

m  2  He  comes  t'  unlock  the  prison  doors. 
And  loose  our  mental  chains  ; 
He  comes  to  spread  redeeming  light, 
Through  error's  dark  domains. 

3  He  comes,  to  set  our  spirits  free 
From  every  earthly  charm. 
F      To  break  the  power  of  sin,  he  comes. 
And  death  and  hell  (hsarm. 

m  4  He  comes,  to  bring  our  souls  to  rest. 

To  bring  us  home  to  God. 
A      Let  every  heart  his  welcome  sing, 
And  sound  hi.s  praise  abroad. 

7  1     Tolland,  Bratdc   Street. 


1 10  THE  COMING  OF  CHRIST. 

HYMN  150.    H.  M. 

a  X  Hark  !  what  celestial  notesj 
What  melody  we  hear ! 
On  each  soft  breeze  it  floats^ 
And  fills  the  ravished  ear. 

The  tuneful  shell, 

The  golden  lyre, 

And  vocal  choir 

The  concert  swell. 

2  Th'  angelic  hosts  descend. 
With  harmony  divine. 

See  how  from  heaven  they  bend 
In  choral  songs  to  join. 

Fear  not,  say  they  ; 

Great  joy  we  bring  ; 

Your  Saviour  King 

Is  born  today. 

3  He  comes,  from  error's  night 
Your  wandering  souls  to  save. 
To  realms  of  bliss  and  light. 
He  hfts  you  from  the  grave. 

This  glorious  morn, 
(Let  all  attend,) 
Your  matchless  Friend, 
Your  Saviour  's  born. 

Weymouth. 

HYMN  151.     CM. 

a  1  Joy  to  the  world  !  the  Lord  is  come, 
The  long  predicted  King. 
Let  every  heart  prepare  him  room, 
And  heaven  and  nature  sing. 
2  Joy  to  the  earth  !  the  Saviour  reigns, 
Let  men  their  songs  employ  ; 
While  fields  and  floods,  rocks,  hills,  and  plains, 
Repeat  the  sounding  joy. 


THE    COMING  OF    CHRIST.  Ill 

3  Never  again  let  sorrow  grow, 

Nor  thorns  infest  the  ground  : 
He  comes,  to  make  his  blessings  flow 
To  earth's  remotest  bound. 

4  Thus  doth  the  Lord  display  his  grace, 

And  make  the  nations  prove 
His  glorious  truth  and  righteousness, 
His  everlasting  love. 

Braintrec. 

HYMN  152.     «.  M. 

c  1  The  shades  of  ancient  night 
t        Begin  to  flee  away. 

Behold,  a  cheering  dawn  appears. 
The  dawn  of  perfect  day. 

2  *  To  us  a  child  is  born  ; 
To  us  a  Son  is  given.' 
The  Prince  of  life  and  peace  arrives, 
The  Ambassador  of  heaven. 

a  3  To  celebrate  his  birth, 
Angehc  choirs  combine. 
With  joy  they  tune  their  golden  harps 
To  music  all  divine. 

^  4  Let  mortal  tongues  conspire, 
To  echo  back  the  song ; 
In  fervent  praise  to  God  most  high. 
Their  grateful  strains  prolong. 

s  5  The  voice  of  war  be  hushed, 
And  every  discord  cease. 
Let  all  the  tribes  of  men  unite 
In  works  of  love  and  peace. 

1    Hudson,  Elysium. 


112  THE  DIVINE  MISSION  OF    CHRIST  PROVED. 

HYMN  153.     c.  M. 

c  1    Arrayed  in  robes  of  power  and  grace, 
The  son  of  God  appears  ; 
He  comes,  to  heal  our  mortal  wo, 
And  wipe  away  our  tears. 

2  He  comes,  to  shed  a  heavenly  light 

O'er  nature's  darkest  gloom. 
g       In  himth'  Almighty  Father  speaks, 
And  wakes  the  slumbering  tomb. 

3  He  gives  the  word,  and  muteness  sings  ; 

The  bhnd  his  wonders  see. 
The  iron  bands  of  sin  he  breaks, 
And  sets  the  prisoner  fiee. 

4  The  veteran  hosts  of  grim  disease 

His  mighty  power  confess  ; 
And  furious  storms,  at  his  rebuke, 
s  At  once  are  hushed  to  peace. 

a  6  Such  wondrous  signs  conspired  to  prove 
The  welcome  news  he  brought. 
Let  every  heart  with  joy  receive 
The  eternal  truths  he  taught. 

Swanwick,  Covington. 

HYMN  154.     L.  p.  M. 

1   Sages  of  ancient  lettered  times, 
In  every  age,  and  different  chmes, 
For  wisdom  famed  among  mankind. 
Withdraw  your  thinly  scattered  rays ; 
A  brighter  light  the  gloom  allays. 
Which  long  involved  the  human  mind. 


THE  DIVINE    MISSION  OF  CHRIST  PROTED.  115 

2  Lo,  the  blessed  age,  ordained  of  old, 
By  seers  succeeding  seers  foretold, 
Was  now  with  solemn  pomp  unsealed. 
A  light  divine,  JMessiah  came, 
III  his  almighty  Father's  name, 
And  immortality  revealed. 

t  3  Filled  with  his  Father's  strength,  he  tauglit ; 
The  dumb  in  rapture  speak  their  thought ; 
The  lame  his  healing  wonders  show  ; 
The  rayless  eyeballs  drink  the  light  ; 
Death  yields  his  spoils  to  Jesus'  might. 
And  smiles  light  up  the  face  of  wo. 

4   Lord,  in  the  name  of  Christ,  to  thee 

Shall  bow  in  reverence  every  knee ; 

From  every  mouth  thy  praises  flov/. 

Thy  precepts  all  are  mild  and  just ; 

Thy  promise,  still,  our  hope  and  trust. 

Will  pardon,  peace,  and  heaven  bestow. 

2    Newcourt. 

HYMN  155.     7s.  m. 

a     1   Sec  the  man  of  grief  transformed ; 
See,  what  glory  veils  his  face  ; 
Clothed  in  majesty  divine. 
Armed  with  power  and  winning  grace. 

g  2  See  the  gates  of  heaven  unfold ; 
See  the  mystic  form  descend  : 
Hear  the  voice  of  God  proclaim, 
All  ye  sons  of  men  attend. 

m  3  '  This  is  my  beloved  Son, 

Sent  to  execute  my  word. 

Hear  his  sure  projihetic  voice  ; 

Sons  of  men,  confess  him  Lord. 

7*  Naples,  Savannah. 


1J4       THE  DIVINE  MISSION  OF    CHRIST  PROVED. 

HYMN  156.     c.  M. 

a  1   See  from  on  high  a  light  divine 
On  Jesus'  head  descend  ; 
And  hear  the  sacred  voice  from  heaven. 
That  bids  us  all  attend. 

2  '  This  is  my  well  beloved  Son,' 

Proclaimed  the  voice  divine  : 
*  Hear  him,'  his  heavenly  Father  said, 
*  For  all  his  words  are  mine.' 

3  With  a  commission,  thus  confirmed. 

The  great  Messiah  came  ; 
And  heavenly  wisdom  taught  to  man, 
In  God  his  Father's  name. 

4  Well  he  described  the  path  of  peace. 

That  leads  to  bliss  on  high ; 
Where  all  his  faithful  followers  here 
Shall  hve,  no  more  to  die. 

5  O,  may  we  then,  who  own  him  Lord, 

And  his  loved  name  profess, 

By  all  our  words  and  actions  prove. 

That  we  his  mind  possess. 

2    Ashley,  Braintree. 

HYMN  157.     L.  M. 

a  1  What  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
Do  Jesus'  high  commission  prove  ! 
The  well  beloved  of  God  proclaim. 
And  glorify  his  Father's  name  ! 

2  On  eyes  that  never  saw  the  day. 
He  pours  the  bright  celestial  ray  ; 
And  deafened  ears,  by  him  unbound, 
Catch  all  the  harmony  of  sound. 


CHRIST  THE  LIGHT  OF    THE  WOULD.  115 

3  The  shattered  mind  his  word  restores, 
And  tunes  afresh  the  mental  powers. 
The  dead  revive,  to  life  return. 
And  bid  afTection  cease  to  mourn. 

4  Canst  thoLi,  my  soul,  these  w^onders  trace, 
And  not  admire  Jehovah's  grace  ? 
Canst  thou  behold  thy  prophet's  power, 
And  not  the  God  he  served,  adore  ? 

I     Timsbury,  Fawcett. 

HYMN  158.  •  L.  M. 

i    1  Benighted  on  the  troubled  main, 
s       While  stormy  terrors  clothe  the  sky. 
The  trembling  voyager  strives  in  vain. 
And  nought  but  dark  despair  is  nigh  : 

c  2  When,  lo  !  a  gem  of  peerless  light, 
With  radiant  splendor,  shines  afar  ; 
And  through  the  clouds  of  darkest  night. 
Appears  the  bright,  the  morning  star. 

3  No  more  in  peril  doth  he  roam, 
For  night  and  danger  now  are  far  ; 
With  steady  helm  he  enters  home. 
His  guide  the  bright,  the  morning  star. 

t  4  And  thus,  when  heavier  billows  roll. 
When  waves  of  sorrow,  grief,  and  sin 
Beset  the  fearful,  w^eeping  soul, 
And  all  is  dark  and  drear  within ;  > 

c   5  'T  is  Jesus,  whispering  strains  of  peace,    y 

Drives  every  doubt  and  fear  afar. 

He  bids  the  raging  tempest  cease. 

And  shines  the  bright,  the  morning  star. 

7f  1     Tiiiisbuiy,  Kent. 


116  CHRIST  THE  LIGHT  OF  THE  WORLD. 

HYMN  159.     s.  M. 

1  No  royal  pomp  adorns 
This  King  of  righteousness  ; 

But  meekness,  patience,  truth,  and  love 
Compose  his  princely  dress. 

2  The  spirit  of  the  Lord, 
In  rich  abundance  shed. 

On  this  great  prophet  gently  lights, 
And  rests  upon  his  head. 

3  Blessed  Saviour,  light  of  men, 
Thy  doctrine  hfe  imparts ; 

May  we  receive  its  quickening  power, 
To  warm  and  glad  our  hearts. 

a  4  With  such  a  light,  our  souls 

Shall  run  the  heavenly  way. 

The  path  which  Christ  hath  marked  and  trod. 

Will  lead  to  endless  day. 

1     St  Thomas,  Hudson. 

HYMN  160.     c.  M. 

a  1  We  praise  the  bounteous  Source  of  good, 
That  gives  the  blind  their  sight ; 
And  scatters  round  their  wondering  eyes 
A  flood  of  sacred  hght. 

2  In  paths  unknown  he  leads  them  on 
To  his  divine  abode. 
And  shows  new  miracles  of  grace 
Through  all  the  heavenly  road. 


THE  RIVER  OF  SALVATION.  117 


3  The  rugged  ground  and  crooked  way 

He  renders  smoodi  and  straight ; 
And  strengthens  every  feeble  knee, 
To  march  to  Zion's  gate. 

4  Through  all  die  padi  I  sing  his  praise, 

Till  I  the  mount  ascend, 
Where  toils  and  storms  are  known  no  more 
And  anthems  never  end. 

1     Winter,  Christinas. 


HYMN  161.     L.  M. 

a  1   Great  Source  of  being,  God  of  love, 
Thou  waterest  all  the  world  above  ; 
And  all  the  joys,  w^e  mortals  know. 
From  thine  exhaustless  fountain  flow. 

2  A  sacred  spring,  at  thy  command, 
From  Zion's  mount,  in  Canaan's  land, 
Beside  thy  temple,  cleaves  the  ground, 
And  pours  its  limpid  streams  around. 

3  The  hmpid  stream,  by  him  supplied, 
Becomes  a  river  deep  and  wide. 
Through  desert  realms  its  windings  play. 
And  scatter  blessings  all  the  way. 

4  Along  its  banks,  in  order  fair, 
The  blooming  tix3es  of  hfe  appear ; 
Their  blossoms  fragrant  odors  give, 
And  on  their  fruit  the  nadons  Hve. 

5  Flow,  wondrous  stream,  with  glory  crowned, 

Flow  on  to  earth's  remotest  bound  ; 

Diffusing  health,  and  peace,  and  joy. 

The  bliss  of  heaven  wiUiout  alloy. 

1     Fawcett,  Hague. 


118  CHRIST  OUR    SPIRITUAL  PHYSICIAN. 

HYMN  162.    c.  M. 

1     Behold  the  great  Physician  stands, 
Whose  skill  is  ever  sure  : 
And  loud  he  calls  to  dying  men, 
And  free  he  offers  cure. 

t  2  And  shall  we  hear  his  gracious  voice, 
While  sore  diseased  we  lie  ? 
Or  shall  we,  Lord,  his  grace  despise. 
And  trifle  till  we  die  ? 

m  3  Let  Jesus  speak  the  healing  word, 
And  inward  vigor  give  ; 
Then  raised  by  energy  divine, 
Shall  helpless  mortals  live. 

c  4  With  cheerful  pace  our  trembling  feet 

In  thy  blessed  path  shall  run. 

Till  Zion's  healthful  hill  we  gain. 

There  no  complaint  is  known. 

1     Medfield,  Stephen's. 

HYMN  163.     s.  M. 

c  1   Gross  darkness  shall  no  more 
Enslave  the  tremhling  soul ; 
Before  the  cheering  rays  of  truth, 
Its  gloomy  vapors  roll. 

2  From  Aaron's  costly  rites, 
Lo  1  David's  greater  son 
The  ceremonial  law  revokes, 
And  publishes  his  own. 


THE    EXAMPLE  OF   CHRIST.  119 

3  Ilis  Iiaiul  removes  tlic  veil, 

Wliich  hid  the  mercy  seat  j 
And  leads  the  child  of  penitence 
Before  his  Father's  feet. 

4  From  each  debasing  vice 

c  He  frees  the  troubled  mind  ; 

And  such  as  bear  his  gentle  yoke, 
True  liberty  shall  find. 

a  5  But,  O,  triumphant  thought ! 

He  calms  the  fear  of  death  ; 
We  view  the  Saviour's  bursting  tomb, 
s  And  meekly  yield  our  breath. 

1     Shirland,  UUca.  H. 

HYMN  164.     CM. 

c  1  Behold,  in  that  terrestrial  form. 
Appears  each  grace  divine  ; 
The  virtues  all  in  Jesus  met, 
With  mildest  radiance  shine. 

2  To  spread  the  rays  of  heavenly  light, 
To  give  the  mourner  joy. 
And  wide  diffuse  celestial  love. 
Was  his  divine  employ. 

s  3  'jMid  keen  reproach  and  cruel  scorn. 
All  meek  and  mild  he  stood ; 
s      His  foes,  ungrateful,  sought  his  life. 
But  still  he  souglit  their  good. 

a  4  His  bright  example  be  our  guide. 
His  image  may  we  bear  : 
O,  may  we  tread  his  holy  steps, 
His  joy  and  glory  share. 

1    Loudon,  St  John's. 


120  THE  EX/^MPLE  OF  CHRIST. 

HYMN  165.     L.  M. 

1  The  Lord  his  sov^erelgn  will  declares, 
And  gives  a  law  for  every  thought : 
In  every  scene  his  holy  Son 
Exemplified  the  rules  he  taught. 

2  His  heart  o'er/lowed  with  sacred  love 
To  God  his  Father,  ever  blessed. 
His  hours  in  prayer  he  oft  employed, 
While  nature  claimed  her  nightly  rest. 

3  Unerring  zeal  his  soul  inflamed, 
T'  accomplish  all  his  Father's  will ; 
In  all  the  griefs  and  pains  he  bore, 
Resigned  and  persevering  still. 

a  4  May  we  imbibe  his  spirit,  Lord, 

His  pattern  ever  keep  in  view  ; 

In  all  the  various  scenes  we  tread. 

His  footsteps  we  would  still  pursue. 

1     Portugal,  Fawcett. 

HYMN  166.     L.  M. 

1  See,  how  he  loved !  exclaimed  the  Jews, 
As  tender  tears  from  Jesus  fell. 

c       My  grateful  heart  the  thought  pursues. 
And  on  the  theme  delights  to  dwell. 

2  See,  how  he  loved  !  wlio  never  shrank 
From  toil,  and  danger,  pain  or  death ; 

t     Who  all  the  cup  of  sorrow  drank, 
And  meekly  yielded  up  his  breath. 

t  3    See,  how  he  loved  !  who  died  for  man, 
Who  labored  thus,  and  thus  endured. 
To  execute  the  gracious  plan. 
Which  hfe  and  heaven  to  man  secured. 


LABORS  AND  SUFFERINGS  OF    CHRIST.  121 

111  4   Can  \vc,  unmoved,  such  love  survey  ? 
a     O  may  om-  hearts  with  ardor  glow, 
To  tread  his  steps,  his  laws  ohey, 
And  thus  our  warm  affection  show. 

1     Monmouth,  Med  way. 

HYMN  167.     s.  M. 

«  1   O,  what  amazing  love, 

The  God  of  heaven  displays  ! 

Let  every  heart  and  every  tongue 

Be  tuned  to  hymns  of  praise. 

c  2  Clothed  in  a  robe  of  grace. 
His  well  beloved  appears  ; 
The  words  of  peace  and  truth  reveals, 
And  wipes  away  our  tears. 

t  3    Great  were  his  toils  and  pains, 
And  great  the  griefs  he  bore  ; 
c     But  all  his  toils,  and  griefs,  and  pains 
Are  now  forever  o'er. 

t  4  Though  our  Redeemer  fell 
Beneath  the  stroke  of  death, 
c     His  mortal  form  revived  again. 
By  God's  inspiring  breath. 

a  5  Lo,  he  ascends  on  high, 
Arrayed  in  glorious  might. 
To  him  the  saints  their  honors  pa}', 
And  all  the  sons  of  light. 

G  So  may  our  spirits  rise 

Above  all  earthly  things  ; 

And  soar  aloft  to  realms  of  bliss. 

On  life's  immortal  wings. 

2     Watchman,  Silver  street. 


122      RESURRECTION  AND  ASCENSION 

HYMN  168.     7s.  m. 

Easter,  or  Sabbath  morning. 

g  1  Angels  roll  the  stone  away  ! 

Death,  yield  up  thy  mighty  prey. 
a       See  him  rise,  and  leave  the  tomb, 

Robed  in  life's  immortal  bloom. 

A  2  Shout,  ye  saints,  in  rapturous  song  ; 
Let  the  notes  be  sweet  and  strong  : 
Hail  the  son  of  God,  this  morn 
From  his  sepulchre  new  born. 

3  Powers  of  heaven,  celestial  choirs. 
Sing,  and  sweep  your  sounding  lyres. 
Sons  of  men,  in  joyful  strain. 

Hail  your  mighty  Saviour's  reign. 

4  Every  note  with  rapture  swell, 
Loud  your  Saviour's  triumph  tell. 
Where,  O  death,  is  now  thy  sting? 
Where  thy  terrors,  vanquished  King  ? 

Saxony. 

HYMN  169.     L.  M. 

Easter,  or  Sabbath  morning. 

a  1  Lo,  the  Messiah  leaves  the  dead ; 

Behold  him  now  ascended  high. 
g       The  powers  of  hell  are  captive  led. 

That  dared  his  sovereign  power  defy. 

A  2  There  his  triumphal  chariot  waits, 
And  angels  chant  their  solemn  lay. 
Lift  up  your  heads,  ye  heavenly  gates ; 
Ye  everlasting  doors  give  way. 


OF  CHRIST.  123 

3  Loose  all  your  bars  of  massy  light, 
And  wide  unfold  the  ethereal  scene. 
lie  bursts  the  bands  of  death  and  night, 
And  heaven  receives  the  conqueror  in. 

4  Who  is  this  King  of  glory  ?  who  ? 

The  Christ,  with  God's  own  power  possessed ; 

And  made  our  King  and  Saviour  too  ; 

The  name  of  God  be  ever  blessed. 

All  Saints. 

HYMN  170.     7s.  m. 

Easter,  or  Sabbath  morning. 

t    1   Tender  spirits,  sigh  no  more  ; 

Wipe  the  falling  tear  away  : 
c      Lo,  the  night  of  death  is  o'er  ; 

Christ,  the  Lord,  is  risen  today. 

g  2  Armed  with  all  the  power  of  heaven, 
Jesus  wakes,  and  leaves  the  tomb. 
Yes,  the  prison  doors  are  riven  ; 
Every  mortal  foe  o'ercome. 

3  Hail  the  rising  son  of  God  ! 

Hail  him,  angels,  clothed  in  light. 
Sons  of  men,  his  name  applaud  ; 
All  his  wondrous  deeds  recite. 

T  4  Once  for  sinful  man  he  bled, 

Died,  to  save  the  world  from  wo. 
a       Glory  now  adorns  his  head  ; 

Gifts  divine  his  hands  bestow. 

5  So  shall  every  saint  arise  ; 
Quit  the  dark  and  silent  tomb  ; 
Li\'e  and  reign  above  the  skies. 
Clothed  in  life's  immortal  bloom. 

KotterdaiD,  Savaunali. 


124         RESURRECTIOxV  OF  CHRIST  AND   HIS  SAINTS. 

HYMN  171.     L.  M.  A. 

1  Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  liigh> 
For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  cannot  die. 
Vain  were  tlie  terrors,  tliat  gathered  around  him. 
And  sliort  tlie  dominion  of  deatli  and  the  grave  ; 
He  burst  from  the  fetters  of  darkness,  that  bound 

him, 
Resplendent  in  glory,  to  live  and  to  save. 
Loud  was  the  chorus  of  angels  on  high  ; 
'  The  Saviour  hath  risen,  and  man  shall  not  die.' 

2  Glorj'  to  God  in  full  anthems  of  joy  ; 

The  being  he  gave  us  death  cannot  destroy. 

SS.d  were  the  life  we  must  part  with  tomorrow, 

If  tears  were  our  birthright,  and  death  were  our 

end  ; 

But  Jesus  hath  cheered  the  dark  valley  of  sorrow, 

And  bade  us,  immortal,  to  heaven  ascend. 

Lift  then  your  glad  voices  in  triumph  on  high, 

For  Jesus  hath  risen,  and  man  cannot  die. 

Morning  Hymn. 

HYMN  172.     CM. 

c  1  Ye  humble  souls,  who  seek  the  Lord, 
Chase  all  your  fears  aw^ay  ; 
And  bow  w^ith  pleasure  down  to  see 
The  place  where  Jesus  lay. 

t  2  Thus  low  the  Lord  of  life  was  brought ; 
Such  wonders  love  can  do. 
Thus  cold  in  death  that  bosom  lay, 
Which  throbbed  and  bled  for  you. 
a  3  But  raise  your  eyes,  and  tune  your  songs, 
The  Saviour  lives  again  ; 
Not  all  the  bolts  and  bars  of  death 
The  conqueror  could  detain. 


CHRIST  SEEN  OV  ANGELS.  125 

4  High  o'er  the  angelic  bands  he  rears 

His  once  dishonored  head  ; 
And  through  unnumbered  years  he  reigns, 
Who  dwelt  among  the  dead. 

5  With  joy  like  this,  shall  every  saint 

His  empty  tomb  survey  ; 
Then  rise  with  his  ascending  Lord 
Through  all  his  shining  way. 

1    Medfield,  Dundee. 

HYMN  173.     H.  M. 

a   1  Ye  bright,  immortal  throng 
Of  angels  round  the  throne, 
Assist  our  feeble  song, 
To  make  the  Saviour  known. 

On  earth  ye  knew 

His  wondrous  grace  ; 

His  radiant  face 

In  heaven  ye  view. 

A  2  When  all  arrayed  in  light, 
The  shining  Conqueror  rode, 
Ye  hailed  his  rapturous  flight 
Up  to  the  throne  of  God  ; 

And  waved  around 

Your  joyful  wings. 

And  struck  your  strings 

Of  sweetest  sound. 

3  The  warbling  notes  pursue, 
And  louder  anthems  raise ; 
While  mortals  sing  widi  you 
Their  own  Redeemer's  praise. 

And  thou,  my  heart. 

With  equal  flame, 

And  joy  the  same  ; 

Perform  thy  part. 
7|  Portsmouth,  Swithiu. 


126  THE  KINGDOM  OF  CHRIST. 

HYMN  174.     s.  M. 

a  1   Crowned  by  the  hand  of  God, 

The  great  Messiah  reigns. 
The  power,  which  gave  all  nature  birth, 
His  regal  state  maintains. 

g  2  Long  shall  his  throne  endure. 
And  wide  his  power  extend  ; 
O'er  sea  and  land  his  empire  spread, 
Till  time  itself  shall  end. 

a  3  Won  by  his  heavenly  grace, 

May  we  our  homage  pay  ; 

With  hope,  and  joy,  and  trembling  care 

His  high  commands  obey. 

2    Watchman,  Silver  Street. 


HYMN  175.     c.  M. 

a  1   All  hail  the  Lord's  Anointed, 
Great  David's  greater  Son  : 
Hail,  in  the  time  appointed. 
His  reign  on  earth  begun  ! 

m  2  He  comes  to  break  oppression. 
To  set  the  captive  free  ; 
To  take  away  transgression. 
And  rule  in  equity. 

c   3  Before  him  on  the  mountains. 
Shall  peace  the  herald  go ; 
And  righteousness  in  fountains. 
From  hill  to  valley  flow. 


THE   KINCDUM   OF  CIIKIST.  127 

4  Arabia's  desert-ranger 

To  him  shall  bow  the  knee  ; 
The  Ethiopian  stranger 
His  glory  come  to  see. 

5  For  him  shall  prayer  unceasing, 

And  daily  vows  ascend; 
His  kingdoni  still  increasing, 
A  kingdom  ne'er  to  end. 

6  The  tide  of  time  shall  never 

His  covenant  remove. 

His  name  shall  stand  forever  ; 

That  name  to  us  is  Love. 

St  Philips,  1st.  part. 

HYMN  176.     L.  M. 

a   1  Jgsus  shall  reign,  where'er  the  sun 
Doth  his  successive  journies  run  ; 
His  kingdom  stretch  from  shore  to  shore, 
Till  moons  shall  uax  and  wane  no  more. 

2  Blessings  abound,  where'er  he  reigns ; 
The  prisoner  leaps  to  loose  his  chains ; 
The  weary  find  eternal  rest, 

And  all  the  sons  of  want  are  blessed. 

3  Where  he  displays  his  healing  power. 
The  sting  of  death  is  known  no  more. 
He  rules  the  world  with  gentle  sway, 
But  mako<  the  stubborn  soul  obey. 

4  Children  uf  God,  your  honors  bring 
To  Christ,  the  Lord's  anointed  King  : 

Let  angels  tune  their  lyres  again, 
And  earth  respond  the  joyful  strain. 

2     All  Saints. 


128  THE  KINGDOM  OF    CHRIST. 

HYMN  177.     L.  M. 

1  As  gentle  rain  on  thirsty  ground, 
The  gospel  sheds  its  influence  round. 
Its  grace  on  fainting  souls  distils, 
Like  heavenly  dew  on  languid  hills. 

2  The  withered  virtues  bloom  again, 
To  cheer  the  drooping  hearts  of  men. 
We  breathe  a  pure  and  fragrant  air. 
And  all  the  scene  is  fresh  and  fair. 

3  The  heathen  lands,  that  lie  beneath 

The  shades  of  night,  the  shades  of  death, 
Rejoice  to  see  its  dawning  light, 
And  deserts  hail  the  cheerful  sight. 

4  The  great  Redeemer's  throne  shall  stand, 
Upheld  by  God's  almighty  hand, 

Till  all  the  earth  thy  name  adore. 

And  vice  and  misery  be  no  more. 

1     Fawcett,  Clinton. 

HYMN  178.     s.  M. 

a   1   Behold  the  desert  bloom 
With  beauty  all  divine. 
The  radiant  orb  of  gospel  light 

Makes  every  region  shine. 
2  We  see  the  verdant  mead. 

Where  brambles  lately  grew  : 
The  richest  fruits  succeed  the  thorn. 
And  all  the  scene  is  new. 
5     3  We  see  the  beast  of  prey 
No  longer  thirst  for  blood, 
s    The  wolf  and  lamb,  in  sweet  accord, 
Enjoy  their  grassy  food. 


THE  HAPPY  EFFECTS  OP  THE  GOSPEL.  129 

a  4  Such  blessed  prospects,  Lord, 
In  every  land  we  see ; 
Where'er  the  christian  spirit  breathes, 
And  nations  bow  to  thee. 

1     St  Thomas,  Elysium. 

HYMN  179.     H.  M. 

1  Where  pointed  brambles  grow, 
Entwined  with  horrid  thorn, 
Gay  flowers,  forever  new, 
The  painted  fields  adorn. 

The  blushing  rose, 
And  lily  there, 
In  union  fair, 
Their  sweets  disclose. 

2  The  beasts,  that  range  the  plain, 
Their  savage  chase  give  o'er  ; 

i    No  more  they  rend  the  slain. 
And  thirst  for  blood  no  more  ; 
c        But  infant  hands 

Fierce  tigers  stroke, 

And  lions  yoke 

In  flowery  bands. 

m  3  O  when,  almighty  Lord, 

Shall  these  glad  scenes  arise, 
To  verify  thy  word, 
And  bless  our  wondering  eyes? 
jj       That  earth  may  raise, 
Witli  all  its  tongues. 
United  songs 
Of  ardent  praise. 

1     Swithin,  Shaftsbury. 


130  POWER  AND  INFLUENCE  OF  FAITH. 

HYMN  180.    CM. 

c    1   Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss, 
And  breaks  each  fatal  snare  ; 
Its  aid  in  every  duty  brings, 
s  And  softens  every  care.* 

5    2  It  quells  the  raging  flames  of  sin, 
a  And  lights  the  sacred  fire 

Of  love  to  God  and  heavenly  things, 
And  feeds  each  pure  desire. 

3  The  wounded  conscience  knows  its  power, 
The  healing  balm  to  give  ; 
c       That  balm  the  saddest  heart  can  cheer, 
And  make  the  dying  hve. 

a  4  It  brings  celestial  worlds  to  view^, 

Where  deathless  pleasures  reign  ; 
And  bids  us  seek  our  portion  there. 
Nor  bids  us  seek  in  vain. 

5  On  that  bright  prospect  may  we  rest. 

Till  this  frail  body  dies ; 

A      And  then,  on  faith's  triumphant  wrings, 

To  endless  glory  rise. 

1     Christmas,  Eustis. 

HYMN  181.     s.  M. 

1   Faith  is  our  only  guide 

Through  life's  bewildering  maze. 

On  all  the  paths  the  christian  treads. 
She  pours  her  cheering  rays. 


POWER  AND  INFLUENCE   OF  PAITH.  131 

*  2  Clouds  of  the  deepest  shade 
May  hound  our  mortal  view ; 
g  But  faith  can  rend  the  clouds  away, 
c       Or  gild  their  sahle  hue. 

S     3  Dangers  may  gatlier  round, 

In  hostile  ranks  arrayed  ; 
g     But  faith  disarms  her  mightiest  foes 

By  God's  almighty  aid. 

s  4    Throu2;h  the  dark  vale  of  death 
c        She  lines  our  way  with  light ; 
Conducts  us  safe  to  realms  of  day, 
Where  faith  is  changed  to  sight. 

2     Watchman,  Silver  Street. 

HYMN  182.     L.  M. 

c   1    Faith  is  a  fount  of  hfe  divine, 

Whence  streams  of  pure  affection  flow, 
To  make  the  wastes  of  nature  shine, 
And  give  a  grace  to  things  below. 

s  2   Vain  are  our  boasts,  our  faith  is  vain, 
If  fruits  of  kindness  languish  still  ; 
If  envy,  pride,  or  malice  reign, 
Or  selfish  views  engross  our  zeal. 

c  3    Prompted  by  evangelic  faith. 

Our  feet  the  paths  of  truth  pursue  ; 
Devotion  breathes  in  every  breath. 
And  peace  and  love  our  souls  indue. 

4  God  of  our  lives,  our  faith  increase, 

Enlarge  our  views,  our  hopes  refine  ; 

From  sinful  joys  our  hearts  release. 

And  make  our  pleasures  all  divine. 

2    DuQslaD,  Marietta. 


132  '     POWER  AND  INFLUENCE   OF  FAITH. 

HYMN  183.     c.  M. 

a  1   How  happy  they,  whose  wishes  climh 
To  worlds  above  the  sky  ! 
For  all  the  joys  of  earth  and  time 
They  never  breathe  a  sigh. 

m  2  They  know  that  all  these  glittering  things 
Must  yield  to  sure  decay ; 
And  see,  on  time's  extended  wings, 
How  swift  they  flee  away. 

g  3  To  things  unseen  by  mortal  eyes, 
A  beam  of  sacred  light 
Directs  their  view  ;  their  prospects  rise. 
All  permanent  and  briglit. 

a  4  Their  hopes  still  fixed  on  joys  to  come. 

Those  blissful  scenes  on  high. 

Shall  flourish  still  in  endless  bloom. 

When  time  and  nature  die. 

St  Johns,  Covington. 

HYMN  184.     L.  M. 

a  1  Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might, 
With  uncreated  glories  bright ; 
All  praise  to  him,  whose  sovereign  will 
The  darkest  scenes  ofhfe  fulfil. 

c  2  Firm  are  the  w^ords  his  prophets  give. 
Sweet  words,  on  which  his  children  live. 
His  promise  stands  for  ever  sure, 
While  sun,  or  moon,  or  stars  endure. 

t  3  Whence  then  should  doubts  and  fears  arise  ? 
Why  trickling  sorrows  drown  our  eyes? 
Slowly,  alas  !  our  mind  receives 
The  comfortS;  that  our  Maker  gives. 


POWER  AND  INFLUENCE    OF  FAITH.  133 

i  4  O,  for  a  strong  and  lasting  faith, 

To  credit  what  die  Ahiiighty  siiiUi  ! 
To  embrace  the  message  Of  his  Son, 
And  call  the  joys  of  heaven  our  own  ! 

G  5  Then,  should  the  hills  and  mountains  quake, 
And  all  the  wheels  of  nature  break, 
Our  steady  souls  shall  fear  no  more, 
Than  solid  rocks,  when  billows  roar. 

Green's  Hundredth. 


HYMN  185.     c.  M. 

a  1  What  wondrous  scenes  our  faith  presents, 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  sight ! 
It  breaks  through  all  the  clouds  of  sense. 
And  dwells  in  heavenly  light. 

2  It  sets  time  past  in  present  view, 

Brings  distant  prospects  home, 
Of  diings  a  thousand  years  ago. 
Or  thousand  years  to  come. 

3  By  faith  we  know  the  worlds  were  made 

By  God's  almighty  word. 
Abraham,  to  unknown  countries  led. 
By  faith  obeyed  the  Lord. 

4  He  sought  a  city  fair  and  high. 

Not  built  by  mortal  hands  ; 
And  laith  assures  us,  though  we  die, 
That  heavenly  building  stands. 

I     New  Vork,  Swan  wick. 
8t 


134  FAITH. 

HYMN  186.     L.   M. 

Faith  without  works  dead. 

5   1    As  body,  when  the  soul  has  fled, 
As  barren  trees,  decayed  and  dead, 
Is  faith  a  hopeless,  lifeless  thing. 
If  not  of  righteous  deeds  the  spring. 

c  2  One  cup  of  healing  oil  and  wine, 
t       One  tear  drop,  shed  on  mercy's  shrine, 
m      Is  thrice  more  grateful.   Lord,  to  thee, 
Than  lifted  eye,  or  bended  knee. 

c  3  To  those  alone,  who  do  his  word. 

Propitious  is  the  righteous  Lord  : 
t        He  hears  their  cries,  accepts  their  prayers. 

And  heals  their  wounds,  and  soothes  their  cares. 

m  4  In  true  and  genuine  faith  we  trace 
The  source  of  every  christian  grace. 
Within  the  pious  breast  it  plays, 
A  living  fount  of  joy  and  praise. 

1      Portugal,  Med  way,  H. 

HYMN  187.     s.  M. 

Faith  in  God  and  Christ. 

1  Lord,  we  believe  in  thee  ; 
Thee,  as  our  God,  we  own. 

Soothed  by  thy  mercy,  we  repose 
Beneath  thy  gracious  throne. 

2  Jesus,  thine  only  son. 
Clothed  in  his  Father's  grace. 

Came  to  redeem  us  from  our  sins, 
And  bring  us  near  thy  face. 


FAITH.  135 

3  Wliilc  he  proclaimed  thy  will, 
Great  were  the  signs  he  wrought. 

Each  of  the  wonders  he  performed, 
Confirmed  the  truths  he  taught. 

4  Lord,  with  unwavering  faith. 
May  we  receive  his  word  ; 

Him  may  we  reverence,  as  thy  son, 
And  all  his  love  record. 

5  Him,  as  our  sovereign  King, 
Saviour  and  Guide  divine, 

O,  may  we  honor  and  obey. 
Whose  glory,  Lord,  is  thine. 

4    Dover.  Lisbon,  H. 

HYMN  188.     L.  M. 

Faith  in  the  scriptures. 

a   1   The  Bible,  Lord,  demands  our  faith. 

Where  beams  of  grace  and  wisdom  shine. 
Ten  thousand  precious  truths  unite, 
To  prove  its  origin  divine. 

2  How  much  that  sacred  book  transcends 
The  best  results  of  human  art  ! 

What  bright  displays  of  heavenly  things, 
T'  improve  the  life  and  cheer  the  heart ! 

3  Inspired  by  thee,  the  prophets  spake, 
Apostles  taught  by  thy  behest ; 

And  while  thy  Son  reveals  thy  word. 
What  mighty  works  thy  word  attest ! 

4  Here,  Lord,  we  fix  our  wondering  eyes. 
And  dwell  on  each  instructive  page. 
JMay  every  truth  command  our  faith, 
And  more  and  more  our  hearts  engage. 

Old  Hundred,  Timsburj'. 


136  FAITH  AND    PENITENCE. 

HYMN  189.     L.  M. 

Faith  confirmed  by  prophecy. 

1   'T  is  thine  alone,  omniscient  God, 
T'  explore  the  realms  of  boundless  night ; 
To  look  through  endless  years  to  come, 
And  bring  futurity  to  light. 

2  The  known  events  of  distant  time 
In  thy  prophetic  word  we  trace. 
Let  reason  scan  the  volume  o'er, 
And  faith  the  hand  of  God  confess. 

3  What  wisdom,  Lord,  this  book  mifolds  ! 

What  wonders  mark  each  opening  page  ! 

Thy  word,  which  heaven  and  earth  confirm. 

Stands  unimpaired  from  age  to  age. 

Nantwich,  Proctor. 

HYMN  190.    7s.  m. 

t    1   God  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs  ; 
Grant  us  still  thy  love  and  grace, 
Thou,  to  whom  all  grace  belongs. 

2  Deep  regret  for  follies  past. 
Talents  wasted,  time  mispent ; 
Hearts  debased  by  worldly  cares. 
Thankless  still  for  blessings  lent ; 

3  Foolish  fears  and  fond  desires, 
Vain  regrets  for  things  as  vain  ; 
Lips  too  seldom  taught  to  praise. 
Oft  to  murmur  and  complain  ; 


PENITENCE.  137 

4  These  aiul  every  secret  fault, 
Filled  with  grief  and  shame  we  own. 
Low  before  thy  feet  we  bow, 
Seeking  pardon  from  thy  throne. 

5  God  of  mercy,  God  of  love. 
Hear  our  sad  repentant  songs. 
O,  restore  thy  suppliant  race, 
Thou,  to  whom  all  grace  belongs. 

Norwich,  H. 

HYMN  191.     CM. 

Backsliding  and  repentance. 
t    1   How  oft,  alas !  this  wretched  heart 
Has  roved  from  thee,  my  Lord  ! 
How  oft  ni)''  erring  thoughts  depart 
From  thy  unerring  word  ! 

2  Yet  sovereign  mercy  cries,  '  return  ' ; 

At  thy  command,  I  come  ; 
My  vile  ingratitude  I  mourn, 
O,  take  the  w^anderer  home. 

3  And  canst  thou,  wilt  thou  yet  forgive, 

And  all  my  crimes  remove  ? 
And  shall  a  pardoned  rebel  live. 
To  speak  thy  wondrous  love  ? 

a  4  Almighty  grace,  thy  healing  power 
How  glorious  !  how  divine  ! 
That  can  to  life  and  bliss  restore 
So  vile  a  heart  as  mine  ! 

A  5  Thy  pardoning  love,  forever  free, 

With  ra})lure  I  adore. 

I  yield  my  feeble  powers  to  thee, 

And  long  to  love  thee  more. 

1     Grafton,  Elgin. 


138  PENITENCE. 

HYMN  192.     L.  M. 

i    1  In  deep  affliction,  Lord,  we  lie; 

To  thee  we  breathe  a  fervent  sigh. 
i        Our  sins  and  follies,  O,  forgive. 

And  let  the  contrite  sinner  live. 

2  The  gloomy  night  involves  the  day  ; 
Our  w^ontedjoys  are  passed  away. 
Reveal  thy  love  and  pity,  Lord, 
And  let  us  hear  thy  pardoning  word. 

a  3  We  see,  we  see  a  heavenly  light ; 

The  day  unfolds  divinely  bright. 
c        Eternal  mercy  hears  our  prayer, 

And  makes  us  still  its  tender  care. 

1     JNIiddlebury,  Limehouse. 

HYMN  193.    CM. 

^10  God  of  salvation,  in  mercy  attend 
The  voice  of  contrition  and  wo. 
While  a  suppliant  knee  at  thy  footstool  we  bend, 
Thy  pardon  and  favor  bestow. 

2  And  may  we,  kind  Father,  still  hope  in  thy  grace  ? 

And  may  we  still  seek  thee  in  prayer  ? 
With  the  heirs  of  thy  love  wilt  thou  give  us  a  place, 
And  grant  us  thy  presence  to  share  ? 

3  Unworthy,  unholy,  and  sinful  we  are, 

Forgetful  of  mercies  received  : 
From  the  paths  of  thy  children  we  've  wandered 

afar, 
And  often  thy  patience  have  grieved. 

^40  grant  us  repentance  for  every  misdeed, 

And  help  us  our  ways  to  amend. 

With  the  grace  of  thy  spirit  supply  us  in  need, 

In  every  temptation  defend. 

Buckingham,  Burford. 


PENITENCi:.  139 

HYMN  194.     c.  M. 

t   1    O  thou,  whose  mercy  hears 
Contrition's  humble  siG;h  ; 
Whose  hand,  indulgent,  \vipes  the  tears 
From  sorrow's  weeping  eye  :  -^ 

2  See,  low  before  thy  throne,  ^ 
We,  wretched  wanderers,  mourn. 

Hast  thou  not  bid  us  seek  thy  face  ? 
Hast  thou  not  said  '  return  '  ? 

3  On  our  benighted  hearts 
With  beams  of  mercy  shine  ; 

Thy  healing  voice,  O  God,  imparts 
A  taste  of  joys  divine. 

St  Bride's,  Dunbar. 

HYMN  195.     L.  M. 

i  1   Show  pity.  Lord,  O  Lord,  forgive, 
And  let  us,  guilty  mortals,  live. 
Are  not  thy  mercies  large  and  free  .'* 
May  not  the  contrite  trust  in  thee  ? 

t  2    Our  sins,  though  great,  may  not  surpass 
The  proper  bounds  of  saving  grace. 
Great  God,  thy  pardoning  love  bestow, 
And  calm  our  fears  of  future  wo. 

3  A  broken  heart,  O  God,  our  King, 
Is  all  the  sacrifice  we  bring. 
The  God  of  grace  will  not  despise 
A  contrite  heart  for  sacrifice. 

4    O  save  us,  trembling  simiers.  Lord, 

Whose  hope,  still  hoverinu;  round  thy  word, 
Woukl  liglit  on  some  kind  promise  there, 
Some  sure  suj'v^ort  against  despair. 

Midiilebiuv,  Kirko. 


140  PENITENCE    AND    HOPE. 

HYMN  196.     c.  M. 

s  1   Should'st  thou,  great  God,  our  souls  arraign, 
And  bring  our  sins  to  light, 
Who  could  the  scrutiny  sustain, 
Or  stand  before  thy  sight  ? 

s  2  Yet  Lord,  that  we  may  hope  to  meet 
Our  final  judge  in  peace, 
Mercy  Arrays  the  judgment  seat 
In  beams  of  heavenly  grace. 

i  3    We  wait  for  thy  salvation.   Lord, 
Thy  pard'ning  grace  implore. 
Speak  to  our  hearts  some  cheering  word, 
And  bid  us  weep  no  more. 

4  As  guards,  that  pass  a  weary  night. 

With  ever  watchful  eyes, 
Citch  the  first  beams  of  dawning  hght, 
That  paint  the  eastern  skies ; 

5  So  wait  our  souls  to  see  thy  grace, 

And  more  intent  than  they, 
-5       Meet  the  iirst  openings  of  thy  face. 
And  find  a  brighter  day. 

3    Newton. 

HYMN  197.     c.  M. 

1  To  thee,  O  God,  we  raise  our  eyes, 
In  penitential  tears  ; 
Thy  goodness  calms  our  anxious  doubts. 
And  dissipates  our  fears. 


PENITENCE    AND    HOPE.  141 

2  Now  life  from  thy  refreshing  grace 

Our  sinking  hearts  revives. 
O,  may  we  ne'er  again  offend 
The  God,  wlio  thus  forgives. 

3  Thy  grace  hath  caused  celestial  hope 

To  shine  serenely  bright, 
And  shed  her  soft  and  clieering  beams 
O'er  sorrow's  darkest  night. 

4  Our  hearts  adore  thy  mercy.  Lord, 

And  bless  the  friendly  ray. 
Which  ushers  in  the  smiUng  morn 
Of  everlasting  day. 

1     Medfield,  Blandford. 

HYMN  198.     s.  M. 

1  The  traveller,  lost  in  night, 
Breathes  many  a  longing  sigh, 
a       And  marks  the  welcome  dawn  of  light, 
A  With  rapture  in  his  eye. 

c   2  Thus  sweet  the  dawn  of  day, 
Which  weary  sinners  find  ; 
While  mercy's  bright  reviving  ray 
Beams  o'er  the  fainting  mind. 

t    3  To  slaves  oppressed  with  chains, 
c         How  kind,  how  dear  the  friend, 

Whose  generous  hand  reheves  their  pains, 
And  bids  their  sorrows  end  ! 

4  Thus  dear  that  friend  divine. 

Who  rescues  captive  souls  ; 

Unbinds  the  galling  chains  of  sin. 

And  all  its  power  controls. 

1     Shirland,  Hudson. 


142  SPIRITUAL    SAFETY  IMPLORED. 

HYMN  199.     c.  M. 

Deliverance  and  preservation  from  sin  implored. 

t  1    Loud,  in  thy  mercy  condescend, 
Our  suppliant  voice  to  hear. 
'T  is  thine,  and  thine  alone,  to  soothe 
The  penitential  tear. 

2  Thou  canst  restrain  wild  passion's  sway  ; 

The  power  of  vice  control ; 
Restore  bright  reason's  ray  divine, 
To  purify  the  soul. 

3  Lord,  from  all  error  turn  our  feet. 

That  we  no  more  may  stray ; 
And  guide  our  steps  direct  and  safe. 
In  virtue's  peaceful  way. 

4  Let  us  no  more,  with  wilful  mind. 

Thy  righteous  laws  offend  ; 
Preserve  our  hearts  from  guilt  and  fear. 
And  be  our  constant  Friend. 

Braintree,  Broomsgrove,  H. 

HYMN  200.     L.  M. 

1  Our  weakness.  Lord,  and  wants  we  feel ; 
Thine  all  sufficient  grace  reveal : 
Conduct  us  safe  in  wisdom's  way, 

And  ne'er  permit  our  feet  to  stray. 

2  Unclose  our  eyes  to  read  thy  word. 
The  word  of  Hfe  and  comfort.  Lord. 
Through  every  page  diffiise  thy  light. 
To  guide  our  understanding  right. 


PEACE  FOR  THE  PENITKNT.  143 

t  3   Temptations  still  beset  us  round, 

To  ensnare  our  feet,  our  hearts  to  wound. 
Protect  us  then  from  every  harm, 
And  every  threatening  foe  disarm. 

m  4  In  all  the  various  paths  we  tread, 
s         Be  sin  and  folly  all  our  dread  ; 
c         Thy  service,  Lord,  our  chief  em])loy ; 
Thy  gracious  smiles  our  highest  joy. 

5  Confirm  our  faith,  our  hope  inspire, 

And  fill  our  souls  with  living  fire. 

Assist  us,  Lord,  in  life  and  death 

To  yield  to  thee  our  every  breath. 

Portugal,  Hague. 

HYMN20L     s.  M. 

Peace  and  coiiifoit  for  the  penitent. 

c  1    How  sweet  the  friendly  voice, 
That  speaks  of  life  and  peace  ! 
That  bids  the  penitent  rejoice, 
And  sin  and  sorrow  cease  ! 

a  2  No  balm  on  earth  like  this, 
Can  cheer  the  contrite  heart. 
No  flattering  dreams  of  eartlily  bliss 
Such  pure  delight  impart. 

3  Still  merciftd  and  kind, 
Thy  mercy.  Lord,  reveal. 
3     The  broken  heart  thy  love  can  bind. 
The  wounded  spirit  heal. 

m  4  In  mercy.  Lord,  restore 

Our  anxious  hearts  to  rest. 

And  let  our  steps  be  drawn  no  more 

From  paths,  which  thou  hast  blessed. 

Hudson,  Elysium. 

St 


144  LOVE    TO    GOD. 

HYMN  202.     s.  m.  a. 

a  1   Our  Father,  all  gracious  and  kind, 
Thy  goodness  we  thankfully  own ; 
The  various  enjoyments,  that  fall  to  our  lot, 
Descend  from  thy  merciful  throne. 

2  Our  warmest  affections  are  due 
For  hlessings  so  constant  and  free  : 

Inspire  us  with  ardent  devotion  and  love, 
And  raise  our  best  feelings  to  thee. 

3  Thy  mercies  forever  endure  ; 

All  creatures  partake  in  thy  love  ; 
All  ages  and  nations,  all  beings  below, 
And  all  the  blessed  spirits  above. 

4  Thy  favors,  on  others  bestowed. 
Awaken  the  joy  of  our  hearts. 

A  view  of  thy  goodness  so  widely  diffused, 
The  purest  enjoyment  imparts. 

5  The  more  we  experience  thy  love, 
The  more  we  behold  of  thy  grace. 

The  more  may  our  outward  obedience  to  thee 

Our  inward  affections  express. 

Sutton,  Tbessalia. 

HYMN  203.     c.  m. 

c  1  The  Lord  with  pleasure  views  his  saints. 
And  calls  them  all  his  own; 
And  low  he  bows  to  their  complaints, 
t  And  pides  every  groan. 

c  2  In  all  the  joys  they  here  possess, 
He  takes  a  tender  part ; 
And  when  they  rise  to  heavenly  bhss, 
Complacence  fills  his  heart. 


LOVE    TO    GOD.  145 

3  O  God,  are  all  our  pleasures  thine, 
Our  comforts  thy  delight  ? 
A     Then  let  thy  happiness  divine 
Our  hveliest  joys  excite. 

a  4  They  most  in  all  thy  hliss  shall  share, 
Whose  hearts  can  love  thee  most. 
O  could  we  vie  in  ardor  here, 
With  all  the  angelic  host  ! 

1     Clarendon,  London. 


HYMN  204.     L.  M. 

a  1  Yes,  we  will  lOve  thee,  blessed  God ; 
To  thee  our  first  regard  belongs. 
Thou  hast  diffused  thy  love  abroad  ; 
That  love  demands  our  cordial  songs. 

2  Yes,  we  will  love  thee,  blessed  God, 
Thy  kind  regard  to  us  requite  ; 
Often  resort  to  thine  abode. 
And  make  thy  name  our  chief  delight. 

A  3  Yes,  we  will  love  thee,  blessed  God, 
WHth  all  our  mind,  and  heart,  and  soul. 

t        Though  we  may  feel  thy  chastening  rod. 
We  '11  still  rejoice  in  thy  control. 

4  Yes,  w^e  will  love  thee,  blessed  God, 
Our  life,  our  hope,  our  only  friend. 
O,  may  we  run  the  heavenly  road. 
And  find  in  thee  a  blissful  end. 

4    RotlnvcU.  Saybrook.  A. 


146  GRATITUDE. 

HYMN  205.     c.  m. 

5    1  Though  every  grace  our  speech  adorned, 
That  flows  from  every  tongue  ; 
Though  we  could  rise  to  loftier  strains, 
Than  ever  angels  sung  ;  ") 

2  Although  with  prophecy  inspired,        ) 

We  made  all  mysteries  plain  ; 
Devoid  of  love  to  God  and  man. 
These  gifts  were  all  in  vain. 

3  Though  we  dispense,  Avith  liberal  hand. 

Our  goods,  to  feed  the  poor, 
Or  though  with  ardent  zeal  for  truth, 
A  martyr's  fate  endure  ; 

4  Nay,  though  our  faith,  with  boundless  power. 

E'en  mountains  could  remove, 

'T  w^ere  all  in  vain,  should  we  be  found, 

Unhallow^ed  still  by  love. 

1     Clarendon,  Irish. 


HYMN  206.     s.  m. 

c    1  O  God,  our  heavenly  King, 
To  thee  our  all  we  owe. 
Thy  sovereign  bounty  is  the  spring, 
From  whence  our  blessings  flow. 

a  2  Thou  ever  good  and  kind, 
A  thousand  reasons  move, 
A  thousand  obligations  bind 
Our  hearts  to  grateful  love. 


PRAISE.  147 

3  Lord,  what  can  we  impart, 

When  all  is  thine  before  ? 
Thy  love  demands  a  thankful  heart, 
t  The  gift,  alas,  how  poor  ! 

a  4  O,  let  thy  grace  inspire 

Our  souls  with  strength  divine  ; 
Let  all  our  powers  to  thee  aspire. 
And  all  our  days  be  thine. 

Hudson,  St  Thomas. 

HYMN  207.     L.  M. 

a  1   Father  of  lights,  wt3  sing  thy  name. 
Who  kindlest  up  the  orb  of  day. 
Wide  as  he  spreads  his  golden  flame, 
His  beams  thy  power  and  love  display. 

2  Fountain  of  good,  from  thee  proceed 
The  copious  drops  of  genial  rain; 

Which  o'er  the  hills,  and  through  the  mead. 
Revive  the  grass  and  swell  the  grain. 

3  Through  the  wide  world  thy  bounties  spread ; 
t      Yet  millions  of  our  guilty  race, 

Though  by  thy  daily  bounty  fed. 
Abuse  diy  law,  and  spurn  thy  grace. 

m  4  O,    may  not  our  forgetful  hearts 

O'erlook  thy  kind  and  constant  care  ; 
But  what  thy  liberal  hand  imparts, 
Still  own  in  praise,  and  ask  in  prayer. 

a  5  So  shall  our  suns  more  grateful  shine, 
And  showers  in  sweeter  drops  shall  fall, 
When  our  whole  hearts  and  lives  are  thine, 
And  thou,0  Cod,  enjoyed  in  all. 

4    Rothwell,  Warrington. 


148  ^  PRAISE. 

HYMN  208.     L.  p.  M. 

a  1  Give  to  the  Lord  in  cheerful  songs 
The  praise,  that  to  his  name  belongs, 
Whose  goodness  still  unceasing  flows. 
Repeat  his  name  with  grateful  mind, 
Who,  ever  good  and  ever  kind, 
Nor  change  nor  variation  knows. 

2  Sovereign  alone  of  earth  and  sky, 
On  thee  for  every  hour's  supply, 
Thy  various  creatures  all  depend. 
Man,  whom  thy  light  has  given  to  know 
The  source,  whence  all  his  blessings  flow, 
Beholds  in  God  his  kindest  friend. 

3  Still  we  our  notes  will  higher  raise. 

To  celebrate  in  ardent  praise 

Eternal  Hfe,  through  Jesus  given. 

Thy  gracious  messenger  he  came, 

(Forever  blessed  be  thy  name,) 

And  pointed  out  the  way  to  heaven. 

Newcourt. 


HYMN  209.     c.  m. 

a  1   Great  God,  to  thee  our  joyful  tongues 
United  thanks  would  raise  : 
Inspire  our  hearts,  and  tune  the  songs. 
Which  celebrate  thy  praise. 

2  From  thine  almighty  forming  hand 
We  drew  our  vital  powers  : 
Our  time  revolves  at  tliy  command, 
In  all  its  circling  hours. 


riiAisK.  149 

3  Thy  power,  our  ever  present  guard, 

From  every  ill  defends  : 
While  ninncrous  dangers  hover  round, 
Our  help  from  thee  descends. 

4  Beneath  thy  kind  protecting  wings 

How  sweet  is  our  repose  ! 
Each  day  renews  the  copious  springs, 
From  whence  our  comfort  flows. 

Christmas,  Tolland. 

HYMN  210.     c.  M. 

a  1  Indulgent  Father,  how  divine  I 
How  hright  thy  glories  are  ! 
Through  nature's  ample  round  they  shine , 
And  loud  thy  praise  declare. 

2  And  still  with  more  affecting  grace 

Thy  saving  mercy  smiles. 

In  my  divine  Redeemer's  face. 

And  every  fear  beguiles. 

3  Such  wonders,  Lord,  while  T  survey. 

To  thee  my  thanks  shall  rise. 
When  morning  ushers  in  the  day, 
Or  evening  veils  the  skies. 

4  When  glimmering  life  resigns  its  flame, 
Thy  praise  shall  tune  my  breath  : 
The  sweet  remembrance  of  thy  name 
Shall  gild  the  shades  of  death. 

a  5  But  O,  how  blessed  my  song  shall  rise, 

s  When  freed  from  feeble  clay, 

-/i       And  all  thy  glories  meet  mine  eyes 

In  one  eternal  day  ! 

Blandford,  Eustis. 
9* 


150  PRAISE. 

HYMN  211.     L.  M. 

a  1  Great  Source  of  life,  through  all  our  days 
Our  thankful  tongues  shall  sound  thy  praise ; 
The  song  shall  wake  with  dawning  light, 
And  entertain  the  silent  night. 

2  When  anxious  cares  would  break  our  rest, 
i  And  grief  would  tear  our  throbbing  breast, 

a  Thy  tuneful  praises,  raised  on  high. 

Shall  check  the  murmur,  calm  the  sigh. 

t    3  When  death  o'er  nature  shall  prevail, 
And  all  the  powers  of  language  fail, 
a         Joy  through  our  feeble  eyes  shall  break. 
And  mean  those  thanks,  we  cannot  speak. 

4  But  when  the  final  conflict'  s  o'er. 
Our  spirits,  chained  to  earth  no  more. 
With  what  glad  accents  shall  we  rise, 
To  chant  thy  praise  above  the  skies ! 

Timsbury,  Favvcett. 

HYMN  212.     c.  M. 

Grateful  review  of  life. 

1  Lord,  while  our  thoughts  survey  the  past, 

And  all  our  years  review, 
O,  let  each  scene  of  light  and  shade 
Our  humble  praise  renew. 

2  Thousands,  to  whom  our  natal  hour 

Imparted  vital  breath. 
Caught  but  a  glimpse  of  earthly  joy. 
And  closed  their  eyes  in  death. 


PRAISE.  151 

3  Tlioiisaiuls  who  cliinljed  to  manhood's  stage 

Thi-Qugh  hfe's  unmnnbered  snares, 
Travelled  not  tar  betbre  they  sunk 
Amid  its  thorns  and  cares. 

4  Followed  through  every  changing  stage 

With  goodness  all  our  days, 
Grant  us,  O  Lord,  a  heart  to  love, 
A  tongue  to  speak  thy  praise. 

5  Yes,  let  our  feet  w'ith  joy  pursue, 

The  high,  celestial  road  : 

Thus  may  we  join  ihose  endless  songs, 

That  fill   thy  blessed  abode. 

Devizes,  Penrose.  A. 

HYMN  213.     c.  M. 

a   1   Long  as  we  live  we  '11  bless  thy  name, 
Our  father,  God  of  love  : 
Our  work  and  joy  shall  be  the  same, 
When  crowned  with  life  above. 

2  Great  is  the  Lord,  his  power  unknow^n. 

And  let  his  praise  be  great. 
We  '11  sing  the  honors  of  thy  throne, 
Thy  words  of  grace  repeat. 

3  Grace  shall  employ  our  happy  tongues  ; 

And,  while  our  lips  rejoice. 
The  men,  that  hear  our  sacred  songs, 
Shall  join  their  cheerful  voice. 

4  Fathers  to  sons  shall  teach  thy  name. 

And  children  learn  thy  ways  ; 
Remotest  times  thy  truth  proclaim, 
And  nations  sound  thy  praise. 

2         Brooiusgrove,  IJraiiitree,    II. 
9t 


152  PRAISE. 

HYMN  214.     c.  M. 

1  Our  souls  shall  praise  thee,  O  our  God, 

Through  all  our  mortal  days  ; 
And  to  eternity  prolong 

Thy  vast,  thy  boundless  praise. 

2  In  all  thy  mercies  may  our  souls 

A  father's  bounty  see ; 
Nor  let  the  gifts  thy  grace  bestows, 
Estrange  our  hearts  from  thee. 

3  Through  every  changing  scene  of  life. 

Each  bright,  each  clouded  scene. 
Give  us  a  meek  and  humble  mind, 
A  spirit  still  serene. 

4  And  though  these  lips  shall  cease  to  move, 

Though  death  shall  close  these  eyes, 

Yet  shall  our  soul  to  nobler  heights 

Of  joy  and  transport  rise. 

3     Blandford,  Montrose. 

HYMN  215.     c.  M. 

rt    1   O  God,  while  nature  speaks  thy  praise 
With  all  her  numerous  tongues. 
Thy  saints  shall  tune  diviner  lays. 
And  love  inspire  their  songs. 

2  Thy  vast  dominion  ever  stands, 

While  earthly  thrones  decay  ; 
And  time  submits  to   thy  commands. 
While  ages  roll  away. 

3  Thy  sovereign  bounty  freely  gives 

Its  unexhausted  store ; 
And  universal  nature  lives 
On  thy  sustaining  power. 


PRAISE.  153 

4  From  tliee  the  breath  of  life  \vc  chew  ; 

That  breath  thy  power  maintains. 
Thy  tender  mercy,  ever  new, 
This  brittle  frame  sustains. 

5  Yet  nobler  favors  claim  our  praise, 

Of  reason's  light  possessed; 
By  revelation's  l)righter  rays 
Still  more  divinely  blessed. 

G  Thy  praises  then,  delightful  theme, 
Shall  fill  our  heart  and  tongue. 
Let  all  creation  bless  thy  name 
In  one  eternal  song. 

1     Saco,  Clarendon. 

HYMN  216.     c.  M. 

a   I   O  God,  thy  goodness  fills   all  space  ; 
Thy  glory  warms  the  world. 
Thy  attributes  we  joy  to  trace. 
In  every  thing  unfurled. 

c  2  O,  what  can  live,  or  breathe,  or  move, 
But  thou  hast  made  and  blessed  ? 
Thy  very  chastisements  are  love. 
And  sufferers  know  thee  best. 

t  3   No  creature  breathes  a  plaintive  sigh. 
That  does  not  reach  thy  throne. 
When  danger,  grief,  or  pain  is  nigh. 
To  thee  each  grief  is  known. 

a  4  In  earth,  in  air,  in  sea,  in  sky. 
Are  blessings  freely  ])oured  : 
And  thy  refulgent  Deity 
In  all  shall  be  adored. 

1     St  Ann's,  St  James'. 


154  PRAISE. 

HYMN  217.     L.M.  A. 

Praise  for  tlie  pleasures  of  natural  vision. 

a  1   Great  Fountain  of  being,  thy  glories  we  trace 
In  all  the  effulgence  that  beams  in  the  skies  ; 
Nor  less  in  our  nature  thy  wonders  appear  : 
How  frail  the  materials !  The  structure  how  wise  ! 

2  Ineffable  wisdom  !  that  forms  from  the  dust 
The  organ  of  vision,  illustrious  and  bright ; 
Which  guards  us   from   danger,   and  guides  all 

our  ways, 
And  opens  an  inlet  to  joy  and  delight ! 

3  How  blessed  the  eye,  for  whose  pleasure  alone, 
The  earth  is  adorned  with  such  beauty  divine  ! 
With  everything  fair  both  in  figure  and  hue, 
The  sense  to  regale,  and  the  soul  to  refine  ! 

4  How  blessed  the  eye,  which  with  range  uncon- 

fined. 
Darts  swifter  than  lightning  o'er  infinite  space  ! 
Surveys  in  a  moment  a  myriad  of  worlds, 
With  all  their  profusion  of  grandeur  and  grace  ! 

5  How  blessed  the  eye,  on  whose  vision  is  poured 
A  radiance  surpassing  all  natural  light ! 

The  beams  of  the  gospel,  sufficient  alone, 
To  cheer  and  illumine  our  spiritual  night ! 

6  For  talents  and  pleasures,  so  rich  and  sublime, 
Lord,  help  us  our  cordial  thanksgiving  to  bring  ; 
And  while  we  contemplate  thy  works   and   thy 

word. 
Thy  wisdom  and  goodness  forever  we '11  sing. 

Castle  Street,  Winch elsea. 


-  PKAISE.  155 

HYMN  218.     7s.  M. 

Praise  for  the  gift  of  hearing. 

1  Praise  to  thee,  immortal  King, 
Fervent  praise  to  thee  we  bring. 
Every  gilt,  thy  hand  bestows, 
Wondrous  power  and  goodness  shows. 

2  Thou  hast  formed  the  conscious  ear ; 
JMade  tli'  elastic  c'ay  to  hear  : 
Tuned  its  chords  with  matchless  art, 
Each  t'  excite  or  soothe  the  heart. 

3  All  the  works  of  God  rejoice  : 
Thanks  for  nature's  cheerful  v^oice  ; 
Wiiile  ten  thousand  ha[)py  tongues 
Jointly  raise  their  grateful  songs. 

4  Happy  we,  who  hear  thy  word  ! 

Hear  the  voice  of  mercy.  Lord  ! 

Teach  us  all  thy  holy  w'ays ; 

Tune  our  noblest  powers  to  praise. 

Saxony,  Savannah,  Addison. 

HYMN  219.     L.  M. 

a  1  Thy  praise,  O  God,  may  well  employ 
Our  grateful  hearts  and  cheerful  tongues. 
Our  vocal  powers  to  thee  we  owe  ; 
To  thee  our  highest  praise  belongs. 

m  2  A  prompt  interpreter  of  thought, 

The  tongue  the  inward  man  reveals  ; 
Advice  in  time  of  need  imparts, 

t        And  soothes  the  grief  a  brother  feels. 

a  3  Thy  hands  have  formed  th'  harmonious  chord  ; 
Thy  breath  inspires  each  tuneful  voice ; 
In  sacred  songs  let  every  heart 
And  all  harmonious  tongues  rejoice. 

1     Clinton.  Pilesgrovc. 


156  PRAISE  AND  DEVOTION. 

HYMN  220.     L.  M. 

a  1  To  thee,  O  God,  we  render  praise 
For  all  the  good  thy  love  displays. 
Our  infant  years  thy  bounties  share, 
Our  withering  age  is  still  thy  care. 

2  In  every  scene  of  toil  we  tread, 
Thy  mercy  cheers  our  fainting  head  : 
Our  humble  cries  thine  ear  attends ; 
From  threatening  ills  thine  arm  defends. 

3  How  large  the  debt  of  love  we  owe 

For  all  the  gifts  thy  hands  bestow ! 

Inspire  us  then  with  grateful  zeal, 

To  accomplish  all  our  Fadier's  will. 

I     Leyden,  Proctor. 

HYMN  221.     H.  M. 

c  1   How  great  the  debt  we  owe 
To  God,  our  heavenly  Friend  ; 
Who  soothes  our  every  wo  ; 
From  whom  our  joys  descend  ! 
His  tender  love  and  faithful  care 
Preserve  our  feet  from  every  snare. 

2  The  God  who  built  the  earth. 
How  much  should  mortals  fear ; 
Who  gave  all  nature  birth, 
Whom  all  the  blessed  revere  ! 

His  sovereign  will  we  'U  keep  in  sight. 
To  guide  our  steps  by  day  and  night. 

3  In  all  our  business.  Lord, 
We  '11  ask  advice  of  thee  ;  ' 
And  let  each  thought  and  word 
With  thy  commands  agree. 

In  every  work,  in  every  joy. 
Let  God  and  heaven  our  thoughts  employ. 

1     Bethesda,  Swithin. 


I 


HABITUAL     DEVOTION.  157 

HYMN  222.     l.  m. 


1   Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour, 
When  worldly  pleasures  lose  their  power  ? 
Our  Father,  let  us  turn  to  thee, 
And  set  each  thou2;ht  of  darkness  free. 

2  Is  there  a  thne  of  racking  grief, 
Which  scorns  the  prospect  of  relief? 
Our  Father,  break  the  cheerless  gloom, 
And  bid  our  hearts  their  calm  resume. 

3  Is  there  an  hour  of  peace  and  joy. 
When  hope  is  all  our  soul's  employ  ? 
Our  Filther,  still  our  hopes  will  roam. 
Until  they  rest  with  thee,  their  home. 

4  The  noontide  blaze,  the  midnight  scene, 
The  davvn,  or  twilight's  sweet  serene. 
The  sick,  nay,  even  the  dying  hour 
Shall  own  our  Father's  grace  and  power. 

Green's  Hundredth. 

HYMN  223.     l.  m. 

1  Thy  favor,  Lord,  shall  cheer  the  soul ; 
Thy  precepts  guide,  thy  fear  control : 
Within  thy  kind  protecting  arms 

We  '11  rest,  secure  from  all  alarms. 

2  With  thee  in  solitude  we  walk  ; 
With  ihee  in  crowded  cities  talk  ; 
In  every  creature  own  thy  power ; 
In  each  event  thy  will  adore. 

Tiinsbury,  Fawcett. 


158  HABITUAL  DEVOTION. 

HYMN  224.     c.  m. 

1  Thee  in  remembrance,  Lord,  we '11  bear, 

To  thee  our  tribute  raise  ; 
Conclude  each  day  with  fervent  prayer, 
And  wake  each  morn  with  praise. 

2  Thus  through  our  lives  may  we  approve 

The  gratitude  we  owe ; 
And  share  at  length  thy  bhss  above. 
Whose  laws  we  've  kept  below. 

2     Brooinsgrove,  H.  Portsea. 

HYMN  225.    cm. 

a  1  Thrice  happy  men,  who,  born  from  heaven, 
While  yet  they  sojourn  here, 
Each  day  of  life  with  God  begin. 
And  spend  with  holy  fear. 

c  2  'Mid  hourly  cares  may  we  present 
Ourselves  before  thy  throne  ; 
And  while  the  world  our  hands  employs. 
Our  hearts  be  thine  alone. 

3  As  sanctified  to  noblest  ends. 

Be  each  refreshment  sought  ; 
By  each  successive  providence. 
Some  heavenly  truth  be  taught. 

4  As  different  scenes  of  life  arise. 

Our  grateful  hearts  would  be 
With  thee  amid  the  social  band, 
Jn  solitude  with  thee. 


HABITUAL  DEVOTION.  1  59 

5  In  solid,  pure  delights,  like  these, 
Ijet  all  our  days  be  passed  : 
Nor  shall  we  then  impatient  wish, 
Nor  shall  we  fear  the  last. 

1     Blaudford,  London,  H. 

„  ;c^       HYMN  226.     c.  m. 

c  1   While  thee  we  seek,  protecting  power, 
Each  vain  desire  be  stilled; 
And  O,  may  this  devoted  hour 
Witli  better  hopes  be  filled. 

2  Thy  love  the  power  of  thought  bestowed  ; 

To  thee  our  thoughts  would  soar. 
Thy  mercy  o'er  our  life  has  flowed; 
That  mercy  v/e  adore. 

3  In  each  event  of  life  how  clear 

Thy  ruling  hand  we  see  ! 
The  dearest  blessings,  still  more  dear, 
Because  conferred  by  thee. 

4  In  every  joy  that  crow^ns  our  days, 
t  In  every  pain  we  bear, 

a        Our  hearts  shall  find  delight  in  praise, 
m  Or  seek  relief  in  prayer. 

a  5  When  gladness  wings  our  favored  hour, 
Thy  love  our  thoughts  shall  fill : 

s  Resigned  when  storms  of  sorrow  lower, 
Our  souls  shall  meet  thy  will. 

G  Our  lifted  eyes,  without  a  tear. 
The  gathering  storm  shall  see. 
m      Oiu'  steadfast  hearts  shall  know  no  fear  ; 
Those  hearts  will  rest  on  thee. 

Brattle  street.  Tolland. 


160  HA.B1TUAL  DEVOTION    AND  OBEDIENCE. 

HYMN  227.     c.  m. 

c  1   ShIne  on  our  souls,  eternal  God, 
With  rays  of  mercy  shine  ; 
May  loving  kindness  crown  our  days. 
And  all  their  rounds  be  thine. 

2  With  thee  let  every  week  begin ; 

With  thee  each  day  be  spent ; 
For  thee  each  fleeting  hour  improved, 
Since  each  by  thee  is  lent. 

3  Thus  cheer  us  through  this  desert  road, 

Till  all  our  labors  cease  ; 

And  heaven  refresh  our  weary  souls 

With  everlasting  peace. 

Clarendon,  Dundee. 

HYMN  228.     c.  m. 

c  1  When  gloomy  care,  or  keen  distress 
Invades  the  throbbing  breast, 
O,  teach  us,  Lord,  to  speak  thy  praise, 
And  soothe  our  pains  to  rest. 

«  2  In  each  bright  hour  of  peace  and  hope 

Be  this  our  sweet  employ. 

Devotion  heightens  all  our  bliss. 

And  sanctifies  our  joy. 

Howard's,  St  John's. 

HYMN  229.     l.  m. 

1  Kneel  down  by  the  dying  sinner's  side. 
And  priy  for  his  soul  through  him,  who  died. 


PKAYEK.  IGl 

Large  drops  of  anguish  are  seen  thick  on  his  brow  ; 
O,  what  is  earth  and  its  pleasures  now  ? 
And  what  shall  assuage  his  dark  despair, 
But  the  penitent  cry  of  humble  prayer  ? 

2  Kneel  down  at  the  couch  of  departing  faith, 

And  hear  the  last  words  the  believer  saith. 

He  has  bidden  adieu  to  his  earthly  friends. 

There  is  peace  in  his  eye,  that  upward  bends  ; 

There  Is  peace  in  his  calm,  confiding  air  ; 

For  his  last  thoughts  are    God's,   his  last  words 

prayer. 

Music,  Morning  Hymn. 

HYMN  230.     L.  M. 

1  The  voice  of  prayer  at  the  sable  bier  ! 

A  voice  to  sustain,  to  soothe,  and  to  cheer! 
It  commends  the  spirit  to  God,  who  gave  ; 
It  lifts  the  thoughts  from  the  cokl,  dark  grave  ; 
It  points  to  the  glory  where  He  shall  reign, 
Who  whispered,  '  Thy  brother  shall  rise  again.' 

2  The  voice  of  prayer  in  the  world  of  bliss  ! 
But  gladder,  purer  than  rose  from  this  ! 
The  ransomed  shout  to  their  glorious  king, 
Where  no  sorrow  shades  the  soul  as  they  sins; ; 

ut  a  sinless  and  joyous  song  they  raise. 
And  their  voice  of  prayer  is  eternal  praise. 

3  Awake,  awake,  and  gird  up  thy  strength, 
To  join  that  holy  band  at  length. 

To  Him,  who  unceasing  love  displays. 
Whom  the  powers  of  nature  unceasingly  praise, 
To  him  thy  heart  and  thy  hours  be  given. 
For  a  life  of  prayer  Is  the  life  of  heaven. 

Music,  Morning  Hymn. 


162  PRAYER. 

HYMN  231.     c.  M. 

a  1   Prayer  is  our  life  and  strength,  O  God, 
Our  best  relief  from  care  ; 
Smoothing  the  road  Thousands  have  trod, 
To  regions  bright  and  fair. 

2  Prayer  will  the  best  designs  inspire, 

The  best  designs  succeed. 
Warmed  with  its  fire,  Every  desire 
Ensures  some  noble  deed. 

3  While  we  present  the  prayer  of  faith, 

Our  sorrows  pass  away. 

Clieered  by  thy  breath,  Danger  and  death 

Will  meet  without  dismay. 

6     Arundel. 

HYMN  232.     c.  m. 

c    1   Father  of  light,  conduct  our  feet 

Through  life's  dark,  dangerous  road. 
Let  each  advancing  step  still  bring 
Us  nearer  thee,  our  God. 

2  O,  let  discretion  be  our  guide  ; 
And  when  we  go  astray, 
Recal  our  feet  from  folly's  path. 
To  wisdom's  better  way. 

m  3  Teach  us  in  every  various  scene 
To  keep  our  end  in  sight ; 
And  while  we  tread  life's  mazy  track, 
Let  wisdom  guide  us  right :       ) 

c   4  Till  it  shall  bring  us  near  to  thee,  3 
Great  Source  of  bliss  and  love ; 
And  all  our  darkness  be  dispersed 


In  endless  light  above. 


2    Ashley,  Portsea. 


SPIRIT  OF  OBEDIENCE.  163 

HYMN  233.     s.  m. 

1  Imposture  shrinks  from  light, 
And  dreads  the  curious  eye  ; 

But  christian  truths  the  test  invite  ; 
They  bid  us  search  and  try. 

2  A  meek,  inquiring  mind. 
Lord,  help  us  to  maintain. 

That  growing  knowledge  we  may  find, 
And  growing  virtue  gain. 

3  O,  grant  the  light  we  need  ; 
Our  minds  with  knowledge  fill  : 

From  noxious  error  guard  our  creed. 
From  prejudice  our  will. 

4  The  truth  thy  love  imparts. 
May  we  with  firmness  own  ; 

Abhorring  all  evasive  arts. 

And  fearing  thee  alone. 

Hudson,  St  Thomas. 

HYMN  234.     l.  m. 

1  Lord,  may  we  feel  the  power  of  truth 
Through  our  whole  life  in  age  and  youth. 
While  in  thy  holy  place  we  stand. 

Help  us  to  bow  at  thy  command. 

2  Grant  us  each  day  the  grace  we  need  ; 
Onward  each  hour  our  footsteps  lead  : 
Thus  miy  w&  ne'er  forget  our  God  ; 
Never  forsake  the  heavenly  road. 

6     Park  Street,  Geneva. 
10 


154  SPIRIT  OF  OBEDIENCE. 

HYMN  235.     s.  m. 

a  1  All  the  delights  of  youth, 
Its  vigor,  health,  and  ease, 
Are  the  effusions  of  his  love, 
Who  formed  the  earth  and  seas. 

c  2  All  the  supports  of  age 

Descend  from  God  most  high. 
He  is  our  refuge,  while  we  live, 
Our  safety,  though  we  die. 

3  O,  may  we  ne'er  refuse 
The  tribute  God  requires ; 

Never  be  weary  in  the  praise. 
Celestial  love  inspires. 

4  God  be  our  early  choice  ; 
His  work  our  chief  employ  ; 

Wisdom  and  virtue  be  our  guide 
In  every  earthly  jo)^ 


HYMN  236.    l.  m. 

1   Supreme  and  universal  Light, 
Fountain  of  reason.  Judge  of  right, 
Without  whose  kind  directing  ray, 
t        In  everlasting  night  we  stray  : 

m  2  Assist  us.  Lord,  to  act  and  be 
All  that  thy  sacred  laws  decree  ; 
And  let  us  ne'er  disown  thy  name, 
From  whom  our  vital  spirits  came. 


Dover. 


SPIRIT    OF   OBEDIENCE.  165 

3  No  slave  to  profit,  shame,  or  fear, 
O,  mfiy  our  steadfast  bosoms  bear 
The  stamp  of  heaven,  an  honest  heait. 
Above  the  mean  disguise  of  art. 

4  O  Father  !  grace  and  virtue  grant ; 
Give  us  the  daily  aids  we  want ; 

To  know  our  God,  to  serve  and  love, 
Is  peace  below,  is  bhss  above. 

Pilesgrove. 

HYMN  237.    c.  m. 

1  TiiY  mercies  fill  the  earth,  O  Lord  ; 

How  good  thy  works  appear  ! 
Unclose  our  eyes  to  read  thy  word. 
And  see  thy  wonders  there. 

2  Our  hearts  were  formed  by  thy  command  j 

From  thee  our  breath  we  drew. 
O,  make  thy  servants  understand 
The  duties  we  must  do. 

3  Since  we  are  strangers  here  below, 

Thy  path  let  nothing  hide  ; 
But  mark  the  road  our  feet  should  go, 
And  be  our  constant  guide. 

4  If  God  to  us  his  statutes  show, 

And  heavenly  truth  impart, 
His  work  forever  we  '11  pursue  ; 
His  law  shall  rule  our  heart. 

5  When  we  have  learnt  our  Father's  will, 

We  '11  teach  the  world  his  ways ; 

Our  thankful  lips,  inspired  with  zeal, 

ShaU  loud  pronounce  his  praise. 

1     Oiiuond,  Swanwick. 


166  SPIRIT  OF  OBEDIENCE. 

HYMN  238.     l.  m. 

1  Teach  us,  O  teach  us,  Lord,  thy  \\i\y  ; 
And  thus,  till  life's  remotest  day, 

By  thy  unerring  precepts  led. 

Our  feet  the  heavenly  paths  shall  tread. 

2  Taught  by  thy  word,  with  sacred  awe 
Our  hearts  shall  meditate  thy  law  ; 
With  pure  celestial  wisdom  filled, 
To  thee  a  pure  obedience  yield. 

3  Give  us  to  know  thy  will  aright, 

a       Thy  will,  our  joy  and  chief  delight ; 

That,  raised  above  the  world,  the  mind 

In  thee  its  highest  good  may  find. 

2    Truro,  Marietta. 

HYMN  239.     l.  m. 

a  1  Welcome  the  words  of  life  and  peajce, 
Balm  for  each  wo,  till  v/oes  shall  cease  ! 
Lord,  while  we  hear  the  alluring  voice, 
O,  may  we  make  thy  will  our  choice. 

2  Christ  hath  redeemed  our  souls  from  death  ; 
Then  may  w^e  breathe  his  heavenly  breath  ; 
Though  the  vain  world  may  charm  or  chide, 
Still  be  thy  laws  our  daily  guide. 

3  Joys  all  divine  thy  word  displays ; 
Light,  to  direct  and  cheer  our  ways ; 
Full  in  our  view  a  glorious  end. 
Thither  may  all  our  motions  tend. 

4  Strong  in  the  Lord,  in  faith  and  prayer. 

Dangers  and  toils  we  '11  calmly  bear. 

All  things  shall  fire  our  holy  zeal ; 

All  things  thy  great  designs  fulfil. 

6    Ellenthorpe,    Duke  street,  Orland. 


SPIRIT  OF  OBEDIENCE.  167 

HYMN  240.     c.  m. 

a  1  Tiiou  art  our  portion,  O  our  God  ; 
When  first  we  know  thy  way, 
Our  hearts  make  haste  t'  ohey  thy  word, 
And  suffer  no  delay. 

2  Happy  the  paths  of  heavenly  truth; 

Be  these  our  early  choice. 
Not  all  the  richest  mines  on  earth 
Could  make  us  so  rejoice. 

3  No^v  we  are  thine,  forever  thine  ; 

O,  save  thy  servants^  Lord. 
Be  thou  our  shield,  our  hiding  place, 
And  every  aid  afford. 

2    Broomsgrovc,  Eddington. 

HYMN  241.     L.  M. 

s  1  Pause,  weak  and  thoughtless  sinner,  pause  ; 
For  once  thy  careless  steps  review : 
No  more  neglect  those  sacred  laws, 
To  which  thy  first  regard  is  due. 

t  2  No  more  His  tender  love  abuse. 

From  whom  thy  every  joy  descends. 
His  pard'ning  grace  no  more  refuse. 
On  whom  thy  final  hope  depends. 

5  3  No  more  his  awful  power  oppose. 

Who  formed  the  world,  and  still  sustains; 

>S       Whose  look  can  blast  his  mightiest  foes, 

And  pierce  them  through  with  endless  pains. 

•s  4  Pause,  weak  and  thoughtless  sinner,  pause  ; 
For  once  thy  careless  life  review  : 
No  more  neglect  those  sacred  laws, 
To  which  thy  first  regard  is  due. 

Bath,  Medway. 
10* 


168  UNFRUITFULNESS. 

HYMN  242.     c.  m. 

1  Ye  sons  of  earth,  prepare  the  plough  ; 

Break  up  your  fallow  ground. 
Behold  the  sower  comes  to  sow, 
And  scatter  blessings  round. 

t  2  The  seed  that  finds  a  stony  soil, 

Shoots  forth  a  tender  blade  ; 

But  ill  repays  the  sower's  toil, 

Soon  withered,  scorched,  and  dead. 

3  The  thorny  ground  is  sure  to  balk 

All  hopes  of  harvest  there  : 
We  find  a  tall  and  sickly  stalk, 
But  not  the  fruitful  ear. 

4  The  beaten  path  and  highway  side 

Receive  the  trust  in  vain  ; 
The  watchful  birds  the  prey  divide, 
And  pick  up  all  the  grain. 

5  But  where  devotion's  genial  power 

Has  blessed  the  happy  field, 

How  precious  then  the  golden  store, 

The  deep  wrought  furrows  yield  ! 

Elgin,  Chester. 

HYMN  243.     c.  m. 

t  1  Long  have  we  sat  beneath  the  sound 
Of  thy  salvation.  Lord  ; 
But  still  how  weak  our  faith  is  found 
In  thine  almighty  word  ! 

2  Though  we  frequent  thy  holy  place. 

We  hear  too  oft  in  vain  ; 
So  few  the  words  of  truth  and  grace 
Our  fickle  hearts  retain. 


RESIGNATION.  1  GO 


3  Father,  thy  gracious  aid  impart, 

To  give  thy  word  success  ; 
Inscribe  thy  law  on  every  heart. 
And  deep  thy  trutli  impress. 

4  Show  our  forgetful  feet  the  way. 

That  leads  to  joys  on  high  ; 
Where  virtue  grows  without  decay, 

And  zeal  shall  never  die. 

2    Dedhaiu,  Nazareth 

HYMN  244.     c.  m. 

1  Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee  : 

Thine  ever  watchful  eye 
Alone  our  real  wants  can  see  ; 
Thy  hand  alone  supply. 

2  O,  let  thy  fear  within  us  dwell. 

Thy  love  our  footsteps  guide. 
That  love  shall  vainer  loves  expel. 
That  fear  all  fear  beside. 

3  Since  by  temptation's  power  subdued. 

Too  oft  with  stubborn  will, 
We  blindly  shun  the  latent  good, 
And  grasp  the  specious  ill ; 

4  Not  what  we  wish,  but  what  we  want. 

Let  mercy  still  supply  ; 
The  good,  unasked,  O  Father,  grant. 
The  ill,  though  asked,  deny. 

2     A'hley,  Brainlree 


lot 


170  RESIGNATION. 

HYMN  245.     c.  m. 

1  Consider  all  our  sorrows,  Lord, 

And  thy  deliverance  send  : 
Our  souls  for  thy  salvation  faint, 
When  will  our  troubles  end? 

2  But  still  we  've  found  'tis  good  for  us 

To  bear  our  Father's  rod  : 
Afflictions  make  us  learn  thy  law, 
And  hve  to  thee,  O  God. 

3  This  comfort.  Lord,  our  hearts  enjoy, 

When  new  distress  begins  ; 
We  read  thy  word,  we  run  thy  w^ays, 
And  shun  our  former  sins. 

4  Had  not  thy  word  been  our  delight, 

When  earthly  joys  were  fled. 
Our  souls,  oppressed  with  sorrow's  weight, 
Had  sunk  among  the  dead. 

5  We  know  thy  judgments,  Lord,  are  right. 

Although  they  seem  severe. 
The  sharpest  sufferings  we  endure, 
Attest  thy  faithful  care. 

1     Windsor,   St  Austin's. 

HYMN  246.     c.  m.  a. 

1  Lord,  teach  us  with  cheerful  submission  to  bear 

Whatever  thy  counsels  ordain. 
In  all  the  vexations  and  troubles  we  share. 
Lord,  suffer  us  ne'er  to  complain. 

2  Bereaved  of  the  blessings  and  comforts  of  life, 

Assist  us  each  good  to  resign. 
In  seasons  of  darkness,  and  danger,  and  strife, 
Inspire  us  with  courage  divine. 


RESIGNATION.  171 

3  From  Jesus,  our  Saviour  and  Guldt\  may  we  learn 

Our  transienl  afflictions  l'  endure. 
Be  this  our  most  anxious,  our  only  concern, 
Thy  favor  and  love  to  secure. 

4  Whatever  we  suffer,  whatever  enjoy, 

c        Thy  goodness  we  still  would  adore ; 

a  Till  anthems  of  glory  our  tongues  shall  employ. 

And  sorrow^s  approach  us  no  more. 

Buckingham,  St  Martin's. 

HYMN  247.     c.  m. 

s   1  In  all  thy  dealings,  gracious  God, 
We  own  thy  sovereign  power  ; 
And  humbly  kiss  thy  chastening  rod, 
In  sorrow's  darkest  hour. 

2  For  sore  affliction's  sharpest  sdng 

In  mercy  oft  is  given. 
Our  thoughtless,  erring  steps  to  bring 
The  safest  road  to  heaven. 

3  Alike  thy  providence  supplies 

Each  blessing  which  we  share. 
Though  clouds  obscure  our  morning  skies. 
The  evening  may  be  fair. 

4  Since  then,  our  lot  of  good  or  ill 

Is  sent  with  wise  design. 
We  '11  pay  thee  cheerful  homage  still, 
And  bend  our  wills  to  thine. 

5  To  thee,  our  God,  resigned,  we  pray, 

Whate'er  our  path  may  be, 
O,  G;ui(lc  our  feet  that  [)eaceful  way, 
Which  leads  to  heaven  and  thee. 

1     Clarendon,  Winter. 


172  RESIGNATION. 

HYMN  248.     c.  m. 

1  It  is  the  Lord,  entlironed  in  light, 

Whose  claims  are  all  divine  ; 
Who  has  an  undisputed  right. 
To  govern  me  and  mine. 

2  It  is  the  Lord,  who  governs  all ; 

My  wealth,  my  friends,  my  ease  ; 
And  of  his  bounties  may  recal 
Whatever  part  he  please. 

3  It  is  the  Lord  ;  should  I  distrust, 

Or  contradict  his  will  ? 
Who  cannot  do  but  what  is  just. 
And  must  be  righteous  still  ? 

2     Braintree,  Portsea. 

HYMN  249.     l.  m. 

^  1   O  THOU,  whose  glory  far  outshines 

The  brilHant  rays  of  solar  fire, 
m      Teach  us  to  reverence  thy  designs. 

And  ne'er  above  our  lot  aspire. 

g  2  'T  is  thine  to  rule  the  starry  spheres. 
And  fix  for  angels  their  degrees ; 
Nor  saint  nor  seraph  interferes 
With  thy  immutable  decrees. 

t   3  Shall  man,  a  child  of  feeble  dust. 
Presume  to  controvert  thy  w^ill  ? 
Rebuke,  O  Lord,  our  vain  distrust ; 
Bid  every  murmuring  thought  be  still. 

c   4  Whate'er  thy  sovereign  will  ordains, 
Let  us  with  cheerfulness  endure ; 
Unmoved  by  losses,  toils,  and  pains, 
Of  thy  paternal  love  secure. 

1     Monmouth,  Medway. 


RESIGNATION.  173 

HYMN  250.     L.  M. 

^  1  O,  may  we  hope  that  every  tear 
May  be  a  beam  of  bliss  above  ; 
And  every  silent  suffering  here, 
A  precious  pledge  of  heavenly  love. 

s   2  Then  will  we  calmly  bear  our  pain, 

5        The  piercing  pain,  that  wounds  the  breast ; 

Nor  any  sorrows  think  in  vain, 

a       That  end  in  everlasting  rest. 

2     Marietta,  Medford. 

HYMN  251.     L.  M. 

1   'T  is  wisdom,  mercy,  love  divine. 
Which  mingle  earthly  joys  and  cares; 
O  then  may  not  our  hearts  repine, 
That  we  obtain  not  all  our  prayers. 

t    2  From  w^ant  of  faith  our  sorrows  flow  ; 
Short  sighted  mortals,  weak  and  blind, 
Bend  down  their  eyes  to  earth  and  wo. 
And  doubt  if  Providence  be  kind. 

3  Should  heaven  with  every  wish  comply, 
Would  such  a  grant  relieve  our  care  ? 
Perhaps  the  good,  for  which  we  sigh. 
Might  change  its  name,  and  prove  a  snare. 

m  4  Were  once  our  vain  desires  subdued, 
The  will  resigned,  the  heart  at  rest ; 
In  every  scene  we  should  conclude. 
The  will  of  heaven  is  right,  is  best. 

1     Hague,  Fawcett. 


174  TRUST  AND  RESIGNATION. 

HYMN  252.    c.  m. 

c  1  How  tender,  Lord,  thy  love  and  grace  ! 
s  Thy  justice,  how  august ! 

Hence  all  iheir  fear  our  souls  derive, 
s  There  anchor  all  their  trust. 

t    2  He  bids  distress  forget  to  groan, 

The  sick  from  anguish  cease  ; 
In  dungeons  spreads  his  healing  wing, 
s  And  softly  whispers  peace. 

g  3  His  power  directs  the  rushing  wind. 

Or  tips  the  bolt  with  flame. 
c         His  goodness  breathes  in  every  breeze. 

And  warms  in  every  beam. 

4  For  us,  O  Lord,  whatever  lot 

The  hours  commissioned  bring  ; 
t  Do  all  our  withering  blessings  die, 
c  Or  fairer  clusters  spring ;  ) 

5  O  grant,  that  still  with  grateful  heart  ) 

Our  years  resigned  may  run. 

'  T  is  thine  to  give,  or  take  away. 

And  may  thy  ^vill  be  done. 

1     St  John's,  London. 

HYMN  253.     c.  m. 

5  1  Keep  silence,  all  created  things. 
And  own  your  maker  God. 
The  trembling  soul  with  reverence  sings, 
And  spreads  his  name  abroad. 
g  2  He  sits  on  no  precarious  throne,  a 

Nor  borrows  leave  to  be  ;  1 

But  earth  and  skies  and  worlds  unknown 
Depend  on  his  decree. 


RESIGNA.TION.  175 

3  All  future  scenes  before  him  stand, 
Arrayed  in  perfect  light ; 
Events  roll  on  at  his  command, 
And  every  end  is  right. 

m  4  O  God,  we  would  not  wish  to  see 
Our  lot  with  curious  eyes  ; 
How  dark  the  page  of  life  may  be, 
Or  what  bright  scenes  may  rise. 

5  Be  this  our  care  and  highest  aim, 

Our  destined  place  to  fill ; 

While  heavenly  hopes  our  zeal  inflame, 

a  To  do  thy  holy  will. 

1      St  Ann's,  Svvanwick. 

HYMN  254.     l.  m. 

1  Lord,  bid  our  vahi  disquiets  cease, 
And  point  our  path  to  endless  peace. 
Set  us  from  earthly  bondage  free  ; 
Still  every  wish  that  strays  from  thee, 

2  If  in  the  vale  of  tears  we  stray. 

Where   wounding  thorns  perplex  our  way, 
O,  let  our  souls  thy  goodness  see. 
And  faith  and  hope  repose  in  thee. 

3  Thus,  when  the  closing  hour  draws  nigh. 
And  earth  recedes  before  the  eye. 

Still  from  each  gloomy  terror  free. 
We  '11  feel  omnipotent  in  thee. 

Rothwell,  Waniiicrton. 


176  TRUST    AND  RESIGNATION. 

HYMN  255.     s.  m. 

c    1   Our  fears,  O  God,  control, 
And  bid  our  sorrows  fly. 
"What  real  harm  can  reach  the  soul 
Beneath  our  Father's  eye  ? 

2  Whate'er  thy  will  denies, 
We  calmly  would  resign  : 

For  thou  art  just,  and  good,  and  wise  ; 
O,  bend  our  wills  to  thine. 

3  Whate'er  thy  will  ordains, 
O,  give  us  strength  to  bear  ; 

Still  let  us  know  a  Father  reigns, 
And  trust  a  Father's  care. 

5   4  If  anguish  rend  our  frame, 

And  life  almost  depart ; 
c     Is  not  thy  mercy  still  the  same. 
To  cheer  the  drooping  heart  ? 

5  Thy  ways  are  little  known 
To  our  w^eak,  erring  sight ; 
c       But  still  with  humble  faith  we  own 
That  all  thy  ways  are  right. 

1      ThacUer,  Hudson. 

HYMN  256.     l.  m. 

1  O,  LET  our  trembling  souls  be  still. 
While  darkness  veils  the  mortal  eye, 
And  wait  thy  wise,  thy  holy  will. 
Wrapped  yet  in  fears  and  mystery. 
W^e  cannot,  Lord,  thy  purpose  see. 
Yet  all  is  well,  since  ruled  by  thee. 

2  When  mounted  on  thy  clouded  car, 
Thou  send'st  thy  chastening  spirits  down, 
We  still  discern  thy  hght  afar, 


TRUST  AND  RESIGXATIOxV.  177 

Thy  light  sweet  heaining  through  thy  frown ; 
And  should  we  faint  a  moment,  then 
We  think  of  thee,  and  smile  again. 

3  Thus  cheered  by  love  divine,  we  tread 

The  narrow  path  of  duty  on. 

What,  though  some  cherished  joys  are  fled  ? 

What,  though  some  flattering  dreams  are  gone  ? 

Yet  purer,  brighter  joys  remain  ; 

Why  should  our  spirits  then  complain  ? 

Eaton,  Morning  Hymn. 

HYMN  257.     c.  m. 

1  O  God,  on  thee  we  all  depend, 

On  thy  paternal  care. 
Wilt  thou,  our  Father,  God,  and  Friend, 
In  every  scene  appear. 

2  With  open  hand  and  liberal  heart. 

Wilt  thou  our  wants  supply. 
Thy  heavenly  blessings  still  impart. 
And  no  good  thing  deny. 

3  Thou  know'st,  O  God,  what's  good  and  fit. 

And  wisdom  guides  thy  love. 
To  thine  appointments  we  submit, 
And  every  choice  approve. 

4  In  thy  paternal  love  and  care. 

With  cheerful  heart  we  trust. 
Thy  tender  mercies  boundless  are. 
And  all  thy  thoughts  are  just. 

5  We  cannot  want  while  God  provides. 

What  he  allots  is  best ; 
And  heaven,  whate'er  we  want  besides. 
Will  give  eternal  rest. 

Howard's,  Swanwick. 


ITS  TRUST.       CONSOLATION. 

HYMN  258.     l.  m. 

1  Who,  gracious  Father,  can  complain 
Beneath  thy  mild    and  gentle  reign  ? 
Who  does  a  weight  of  duty  share. 
Beyond  his  aids  or  power  to  bear  ? 

2  With  differing  climes  and  differing  lands, 
With  fertile  plains,  and  barren  sands, 
Thou  hast  ordained  this  earthly  round, 
And  given  to  every  tribe  its  bound. 

3  So  various,  thy  celestial  ray 

Here  sheds  a  full,  there  fainter  day ; 
Father  of  all,  unkind  to  none. 
Thy  saving  grace  to  all  is  shown. 

4  The  more  thy  bounteous  hands  bestow. 
The  more  of  duty,  Lord,  we  owe. 
Then  let  our  souls  their  work  pursue, 
And  keep  the  heavenly  prize  in  view. 


3     Luton. 


*  HYMN  259.    cm. 

1  God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

His  wonders  to  perform  : 
He  plants  his  footsteps  in  the  sea, 
And  rides  upon  the  storm. 

2  Deep  in  unfathomable  mines 

Of  never-failing  skill. 
He  treasures  up  his  great  designs. 
And  works  his  sovereign  will. 

3  Ye  fearful  saints,  fresh  courage  take  ; 

The  clouds,  ye  so  much  dread, 
Are  big  with  mercy,  and  will  break 
In  blessings  on  your  head. 


CONSOLATION.  179 

4  Judge  not  the  Lord  by  feeble  sense, 

But  trust  him  for  his  grace  ; 
Behind  a  frowning  providence, 
He  hides  a  smilinir  face. 

5  His  purposes  will  ripen  fast, 

Unfolding  every  hour. 
The  bud  may  have  a  bitter  taste. 
But  sweet  will  be  the  flower. 

6  Blind  unbelief  is  sure  to  err, 

And  scan  his  works  in  vain. 
God  is  his  own  interpreter. 
And  he  will  make  it  plain. 

Chant. 

*  HYMN  260.     L.  M. 

1  When  love  divine.  In  human  form. 
Hushed  into  peace  the  raging  storm, 
In  soothing  accents,  Jesus  said, 

*  L6  !  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid.' 

2  So  when  in  silence  nature  sleeps. 

And  his  lone  watch  the  mourner  keeps, 
These  words  shall  every  fear  remove, 
Trust,  feeble  man,  thy  Maker's  love. 

3  God  calms  the  tumult  and  the  storm  ; 
He  rules  the  seraph  iind  the  worm  : 
No  creature  is  by  him  forgot, 

Of  those  who  know,  or  know  him  not. 

4  And  when  the  last  dread  hour  shall  come, 
And  shuddering  nature  waits  her  doom, 
This  voice  shall  wake  the  pious  dead  ; 

'  L6  !  it  is  I ;  be  not  afraid.' 

Green's  Hundredth. 


CONSOLATION.       HOPE. 

HYMN  261.     L.  M. 

When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view 
And  days  are  dark  and  friends  are  few ; 
On  Him  1  lean,  who  not  in  vain 
Experienced  every  human  pain. 
He  sees  my  griefs,  allays  my  fears, 
And  counts  and  treasures  up  my  tears. 

When  sickening  thoughts  within  me  rise, 
And,  sore  dismayed,  my  spirit  dies, 
Yet  he  who  once  vouchsafed  to  bear 
The  sickening  pains  of  dark  despair, 
Shall  sweetly  sooUie,  shall  gently  dry, 
The  throbbing  heart,  the  streaming  eye. 

When  mourning  o'er  some  stone  I  bend, 
Which  covers  all  that  was  a  friend, 
And  from   his  voice,  his  hand,  his  smile 
Divides  me  for  a  little  while, 
Thou,  Saviour,  mark'st  the  tears  I  shed, 
For  thou  didst  weep  o'er  Lazarus  dead. 

And,  O  !  when  I  have  safely  passed 

Through  every  conflict  but  the  last. 

Still,  still  unchanging  watch  beside 

My  painful  bed  ;  for  thou  hast  died  : 

Then  point  to  realms  of  cloudless  day, 

And  wipe  the  latest  tear  away. 

1     Eaton,  Music. 

HYMN  262.     c.  m. 

The  Purifying  Influence  of  hope. 

And  do  we  entertain  the  hope 

Of  future  life  and  peace  } 
Expect  to  dwell  with  Christ  above 

In  pure  and  perfect  bliss.'' 


HOPE.  181 

t  2  And  do  we  slill  indulge  a  taste 
For  any  sinful  joy  ? 
Do  earthly  cares  engross  our  minds, 
And  all  our  zeal  employ  ? 

s  3  Vain  are  our  hopes,  and  more  than  vain, 
It'  still  enslaved  to  lust : 
The  christian  hope  exalts  the  soul, 
And  purifies  our  dust. 

Dedham,  Nazareth. 

HYMN  263.     s.  m. 

The  cheering  influence  of  hope. 

c    1    Hope  sheds  a  cheering  light 
Amid  the  darkest  scene. 
Her  voice  can  soothe  the  raging  storm, 
And  make  the  sky  serene. 

2  She  gives  us  strength  to  bear 
Our  toils,  and  cares,  and  pains  ; 

Inspires  the  languid  heart  with  zeal. 
The  tottering  step  sustains. 

3  Before  her  balmy  breath 
Disease  and  anguish  fly  ; 

And  kind  relief  for  every  want 
Her  bounteous  hands  supply. 

4  May  hope  with  cheering  smiles 
Attend  the  paths  we  tread ; 

And  o'er  the  clouds  of  grief  and  pain, 
A  heavenly  radiance  spread. 

t    5  Preserve  us,  Lord,  from  sin, 

The  source  of  every  fear  ; 
c   That  we  in  every  scene  of  life. 

May  find  our  Father  near. 

Tltacher,  Elysium. 
11 


182  HOPE  AND  TRUST. 

HYMN  264.     c.  m. 

a  1  Lord,  how  resplendent  shines  thy  grace 
Through  sorrow's  darkest  sky  : 
While  we  devoutly  seek  thy  face, 
And  on  thy  love  rely  ! 

2  If  wealth  take  wings  and  fly  away, 
They  still  have  stores  divine  ; 
Treasures  that  never  can  decay, 
A  pure  exhaustless  mine. 

t  3  When  death  has  slain  their  earthly  joys. 

Not  hopeless  they  deplore  ; 
c         While  on  that  world  they  fix  their  eyes, 

Where  friends  shall  part  no  more. 

t  4  And  when,  with  conscious  guilt  oppressed, 

They  own  their  sins  to  thee, 
c       Thou  dost  revive  the  fainting  breast. 

With  pardon  full  and  free. 

3    Newton,  Mear. 

HYMN  265.     c.  m. 

1  The  gifts  indulgent  heaven  bestows 

Are  variously  conveyed  : 
The  mind,  like  outward  nature,  knows 
Alternate  hght  and  shade. 

2  While  changing  aspects  all  things  wear. 

Can  we  expect  to  find 
Unclouded  sunshine  all  the  year, 
Or  constant  peace  of  mind  ? 

3  More  gaily  smiles  the  blooming  spring, 

When  wintry  storms  are  o'er; 
Retreating  sorrows  thus  may  bring 
a         Delights  unknown  before. 


DEVOUT  TRUST.  183 

4  Then,  christian,  send  thy  fears  away, 

Nor  sink  in  gloomy  care  : 

Thongh  clouds  o'erspread  the  scene  today, 

Tomorrow  maybe  fair. 

1     Clarendon,  London,  H. 

HYMN  266.     l.  m. 

5    1  When  stern  affliction  waves  her  rod, 
c        Our  hearts  confide  in  thee,  O  God ; 

Affliction  flies,  and  hope  returns, 
a        Her  lamp  with  brighter  splendor  burns  ; 

And  love  with  all  his  smiling  train. 

And  peace  and  joy  are  here  again. 

2  These,  these  we  knew  'twas  thine  to  give, 
By  whose  unceasing  care  we  live  : 

That  care  permit  us  still  to  prove, 
And  irrant  us  gratitude  and  love. 
Let  thy  good  spirit  guide  our  heart, 
Nor  peace,  nor  hope,  nor  joy  depart. 

Eaton,  Morning  Hymn. 

HYMN  267.     c.  m.  a. 

a   1   Eternal,  immortal,  unchangeable  God, 
Thine  infinite  glories  we  sing. 
May  all  our  affections  conspire  with  our  tongue, 
To  honor  our  Maker  and  King. 

c    2  Our  fathers  have  proved  thee  in  every  distress 
A  faithful  Preserver  and  Friend  ; 
a     And  all  the  rich  blessings,  our  fathers  enjoyed. 
To  us  and  our  children  descend. 

3  Encouraged  by  happy  experience,  O  Lord, 

On  thee  may  we  ever  rely ; 
Assured,  that  when  danger  or  trouble  assails, 
Almighty  protection  is  nigh. 

Wareham,  St  Marliu's. 


184  DEVOUT  TRUST. 

HYMN  268.     l.  m. 

1  Great  Lord  of  earth,  and  seas,  and  skies, 
Thy  wealth  the  needy  world  supplies. 

On  thee  alone  the  w^iole  depends ; 
Thy  care  to  every  part  extends. 

2  To  thee  we  cheerful  homage  bring. 
In  grateful  hymns  thy  praises  sing  ; 
Direct  to  thee  our  waiting  eyes, 
And  humbly  look  for  fresh  supplies. 

3  We  still  are  indigent  and  poor  ; 
Indebted  much,  and  wanting  more  ; 
Yet  still  on  thee  our  souls  depend. 
The  rich,  the  sure,  the  faithful  Friend. 

4  And  should  thy  measures  seem  severe, 
With  patience  we'  11  correction  bear  ; 
Without  complaint  to  thee  submit, 
Unerring  Judge  of  what  is  fit. 

Brentford,  Kent. 

HYMN  269.     l.  m. 

1  Though  waves  and  storms  beat  o'er  our  head, 

Though  strength,  and  health,  and  friends  be  gone, 

Though  joys  be  withered  all  and  dead. 

And  every  comfort  be  withdrawn  ; 
g       On  this  firm  ground  the  soul  relies, 

O  God,  thy  mercy  never  dies. 
7?z  2  In  this  assurance  we  '11  remain. 

When  heart  shall  fail  and  flesh  decay  ; 
g       This  rock  shall  still  our  souls  sustain, 

When  earth's  foundations  melt  away. 
a       With  peace  and  joy  we  then  shall  prove. 

The  fruits  of  everlasting  love. 

Eaton,  Morning  Hymn. 


TRUST.  185 


HYMN  270.     L.  M. 

1   Lord,  dost  thou  show  a  corner  stone, 
For  us  to  huild  our  hopes  upon. 
That  the  fair  edifice  may  rise 
Sublime  in  light  beyond  the  skies  ? 

g  2  What,  though  tremendous  storms  prevail, 

And  winds  and  thunder,  fire  and  hail  r* 

Here  shall  our  trembling  spirits  hide. 

And  here  in  perfect  peace  abide. 

Warrington,  A.  Rolhwell. 

HYMN  271.     L.  M. 

t   1   Should  famine  o'er  the  mourning  field 
Extend  her  desolating  reign  ; 
Nor  spring  her  blooming  beauties  yield, 
Nor  autumn  swell  the  fruitful  grain  ;  "^ 

2  Should  lowing  herds  and  bleating  sheep        ) 
Around  their  famished  master  die. 

And  hope  itself  despairing  weep, 
While  life  deplores  its  last  supply  ; 

3  Amid  the  dark,  the  deathful  scene, 
a       If  cheered,  O  God,  by  light  divine, 

The  joy  sliall  triumph  o'er  the  pain. 
And  glory  dawn,  though  fife  decline. 

4  The  God  of  our  salvation  lives  ; 
Our  nobler  life  will  he  sustain  : 
His  word  immortal  vigor  gives. 
Nor  shall  our  glorious  hopes  be  vain. 

5  Thy  presence.  Lord,  can  cheer  the  heart, 
Though  every  earthly  comfort  die  : 

Thy  smile  can  bid  our  pains  depart, 
And  raise  our  sacred  pleasures  high. 

1     Medway,  Monmouth. 


186  TRUST  AND   SAFETY. 

HYMN  272.     c.  m. 

1  The  lowliest  flowers,  that  deck  the  field, 

Our  mute  mstructers  are  ; 
And  wholesome  admonitions  yield, 
Against  corroding  care. 

2  Lord,  turn  our  ears  to  nature's  voice  ; 

To  heaven  direct  our  eyes  ; 
There  nobler  objects  claim  our  choice. 
And  brighter  prospects  rise. 

3  Remote  from  every  anxious  care. 

We  'U  seek  that  blissful  shore. 

Where  discontent  and  dark  despair 

Shall  rend  our  hearts  no  more. 

1     Dundee,  Medfield,  Mather's. 

HYMN  273.     c.  m. 

1  When  storms  hang  o'er  the  christian's  head. 

He  flies  to  meet  his  God  ; 
And  under  his  refreshing  shade 
He  finds  a  safe  abode. 

2  When  foes  without,  and  fears  within 

Conspire  to  break  his  peace. 
To  God  he  makes  his  sorrows  known. 
And  straight  his  sorrows  cease. 

3  His  mighty  power  shall  guard  the  just, 

His  wisdom  point  their  way  ; 
His  eye  shall  watch  their  sleeping  dust, 
His  hand  revive  their  clay. 

1     St  John's,  Bedford. 


ANXIETY  SUPrKESSEI).  187 

HYMN  274.     s.  m. 

s    1   Ah,  why  do  we  perplex 
Our  life  with  Iruitless  care? 
With  fears,  and  hopes  which  idly  vex, 
And  oft  the  heart  ensnare  ? 

2  Can  anxious  thoughts  increase 
Our  days'  appointed  sum  ? 

Why  waste  we  then  our  health  and  peace, 
To  hoard  for  years  to  come  ? 

3  Then  let  tomorrow's  cares 
Until  tomorrow  stay  : 

The  trouble  which  today  prepares, 

Suffices  fur  today. 

Dunl)ar,  St  Brides. 

HYMN  275.     8s.  &  7s.  m. 

t    1  Cease,  my  heart,  to  dread  the  morrow; 
Hush  thine  anxious  cares  to  rest : 
Let  no  unavailing  sorrow 
Ever  throb  within  my  breast. 

2  All  his  love  and  grace  confessing. 
Whence  thy  present  comforts  flow, 
Humbly  wait  each  future  blessing ; 
Leave  with  him  each  future  wo. 

3  Under  his  all  wise  direction, 
Guard  against  impending  harm  ; 
Still  with  his  divine  protection, 
Cease  from  every  vain  alarm. 

Worthing,  Sicily. 
ID 


188  ANXIETY   SUPPRESSED. 

HYMN  276.     c.  m. 

1  No  more  an  anxious  thought  expend, 

Nor  seek  in  vain  to  know, 
Or  how,  or  when  thy  life  shall  end, 
Or  what  thy  fate  below. 

2  The  power  whose  watchful  goodness  feeds 

The  warblers  of  the  air. 
And  clothes  with  flowers  the  smihng  meads, 
Shalt  thou  not  be  his  care  ? 

3  The  bounties  every  hour  supplies. 

Receive  with  grateful  mind  ; 
And,  when  thy  fairest  pleasure  dies. 
Be  humble,  be  resigned. 

t    4  Contract  thy  hopes  ;  how  short  at  best. 

The  term  of  earthly  bliss  ! 
a       Let  brighter  worlds  fill  all  thy  breast ; 
m  We  're  only  born  in  this. 

t    5  How  swift  our  moments  steal  away  ! 

E'en  while  we  speak  they  fly  : 

m      Trust  not  the  morrow  ;  seize  today ; 

And  only  Uve  to  die. 

St  James',  Winter. 

HYMN  277.     s.  m. 

^    1   O,  why  should  anxious  thoughts, 
Oppress  the  sinking  mind  ? 
Go  fall  before  your  Father's  throne. 
And  sweet  relief  you  '11  find. 

2  Devoutly  fear  his  name. 
And  know  no  other  fear, 
c    In  every  scene  of  life  and  death 
Your  helper  will  be  near. 

1     Shirland,  Thacher. 


RELIGIOUS   COUKAGE.  189 

HYMN  278.     s.  m.  a. 

a   1   The  Lord  is  our  hope  and  our  trust, 

The  light  and  the  joy  of  our  heart. 
His  favor  can  shield  us  from  every  assault, 

And  courage  and  comfort  impart. 
2  '  The  Lord  is  the  strength  of  our  life,' 

Why  then  should  we  tremble  with  fear, 
Though  evils  unnumbered  encircle  us  round, 

Since  God,  our  Protector,  is  near  ? 

c    3  To  him  will  we  humbly  resort. 
When  troubles  or  dangers  impend. 
He  '11  quiet  our  terrors,  and  solace  our  griefs. 
And  all  our  best  wishes  attend. 

Sutton,  Thessalia. 

HYMN  279.     s.  m.  a. 

a  1   'The  Lord  is  our  refuge  and  strength,' 
Our  faithful  Protector  and  Friend  ; 
His  presence  can  cheer  us  in  every  distress, 
In  every  exposure  defend, 
s   2  Believing  in  him  we  repose, 

And  nothing  our  fears  can  alarm. 
a  His  favor  can  fill  us  with  courage  divine, 

And  death  of  its  terrors  disarm. 
S  3  Though  mountains  be  merged  in  the  deep, 
And  oceans  be  waved  to  the  skies. 
Though  tempests  and  eardiquakes  their  horrors 
unite, 
O'erwhelming  the  woild  with  surprise  ; 
g  4  Undaunted,  in  God  we  '11  confide, 
c        Protected  by  infinite  love  ; 

Assured,  though    we  perish,   we  're  destined  to 
live, 
a        In  happier  regions  above. 

Sutton,  Pcckham. 


1  90  DEVOUT  SERENITY. 

HYMN  280.     c.  m. 

In  a  thunder  stonn. 

(S  1   Let  coward  guilt,  with  pallid  fear, 
To  sheltering  caverns  fly  ; 
And  justly  dread  th'  almighty  power. 
That  thunders  through  the  sky. 

c   2  Beneath  His  care,  whose  sovereign  law 
The  threatening  storms  obey, 
Intrepid  virtue,  still  secure, 
Enjoys  a  peaceful  day. 

S  3  In  clouds  that  darken  all  the  sky. 
In  lightning's  horrid  glare, 
c     It  views  the  same  all  gracious  power, 
Which  breathes  the  vernal  air. 

)S  4  When  througli  creation's  vast  expanse, 
The  last  dread  thunders  roll. 
Untune  the  concord  of  the  spheres, 
And  shake  the  guilty  soul  ; 

G  5  Unmoved,  may  we  the  final  storm 

Of  jarring  worlds  survey, 
c       That  ushers  in  the  tranquil  morn 

Of  everlasting  day. 

1     St  Ann's,  Nottingham. 

HYMN  281.     CM. 

1   Blessed  is  the  man,  who  fears  thee.  Lord  ; 
His  well  established  mind. 
In  every  varying  scene  of  life, 
Shall  true  composure  find. 


DEVOUT  SERENITY  AND  CONTENTMENT.       l9l 

2  Dark  though  his  present  prospects  be, 

And  sorrows  round  him  dwell, 
Thy  word  inspires  the  cheering  hope 
That  all  shall  issue  w^ell. 

3  Safe  in  the  care  of  God  most  high, 

Through  every  scene  he  goes ; 
And  fearing  him,  no  other  fear 
His  steadfast  bosom  knows. 

4  Dangers  no  more  his  soul  alarm, 

Nor  gloomy  views  aftright ; 
For  faith  assures  his  humble  heart, 
Whatever  is,  is  right. 

Chesterfield,  Braintree. 

HYMN  282.     l.  m. 

c    1   Lord,  how  secure  and  blessed  are  they, 

Who  feel  the  joys  of  pardoned  sin  ! 
>S       Should  storms  convulse  the  earth  and  seas, 
s        Their  minds  have  heaven  and  peace  within. 

c   2  Quick  as  their  thoughts  their  joys  come  on, 

But  fly  not  half  so  swift  away. 

Their  souls  are  ever  hright  as  noon, 
S      And  calm,  as  summer  evenings  be. 

3  Oft  they  survey  the  heavenly  hills, 
c        Where  groves  of  living  pleasures  grow  ; 
And  longing  hopes  and  cheerful  smiles 
s        Sit  undisturbed  upon  their  brow. 

c    4  Scorning  to  seek  our  golden  toys. 

They  spend  the  day  and  share  the  night 

a       In  numbering  o'er  the  richer  joys, 

That  heaven  prepares  for  their  delight. 

2        Dunstan,  Marietta. 


192  DEVOUT  SERENITY 

HYMN  283.     c.  m. 

c    1   Lord,  't  is  enough  ;  thy  bounteous  hands 
For  all  our  wants  provide  : 
With  wholesome  food  our  board  is  crowned, 
Our  temperate  cup  supplied. 

2  Lord,  'tis  enough;  our  daily  toils 

The  welcome  night  relieves  : 
Such  rest  our  lowly  couch  affords. 
As  luxury  never  gives. 

3  Lord,  'tis  enough;  our  feeling  hearts 

Have  never  lacked  a  friend. 
To  bear  their  burdens,  soothe  their  cares. 
And  every  wish  attend. 

4  Lord,  'tis  enough;  thy  gospel  cheers 

Our  prospect  far  before  : 
a       A  happy  end  awaits  our  course, 
And  we  can  ask  no  more. 

Braintree,  Ashley. 

HYMN  284.     l.  m. 

a  1   O  happy,  more  than  happy  he. 

Who  lives  devoted.  Lord,  to  thee  ! 

s        What  peace  thy  love  and  grace  impart 
To  every  pure  and  pious  heart ! 

t   2  Though  oft,  by  hope  or  fear  misled, 
His  feet  too  far  from  thee  have  strayed, 
Divine  compassion  still  forgives. 
And  still  the  penitent  receives. 


AND  CONTENTMKNT.  193 

m  3  The  storms  of  fear  and  grief  are  o'er, 
And  boisterous  passions  reign  no  more  : 

S      A  sacred  calmness  fills  the  breast, 
A  type  and  pledge  of  heavenly  rest. 

c    4   Hope  smiles  in  ev^ery  dawning  beam, 

And  cheers  in  nature's  fading  gleam. 

The  God  of  peace  his  arm  reveals. 

And  every  humble  wish  fulfils. 

Clinton,  Fawcett. 

HYMN  285.     c.  m. 

c    1   When  we  survey  life's  varied  scene, 
Amid  the  darkest  hours, 
Bright  rays  of  comfort  sliine  between, 
And  thorns  are  mixed  with  flowers. 

2  This  thought  can  all  our  fears  control, 

And  bid  our  sorrows  fly  ; 
No  harm  can  ever  reach  the  soul. 
Beneath  our  Father's  eye. 

3  Whate'er  thy  sacred  will  ordains, 

O,  give  us  strength  to  bear ; 
And  let  us  know  our  Father  reigns. 
And  trust  his  tender  care. 

o  4  Is  blooming  health  our  happy  share, 
O,  may  we  bless  our  God. 
Thy  goodness  let  our  songs  declare. 
And  spread  thy  praise  abroad. 

5  While  such  dclis^htful  gifts  as  these, 
Compose  our  happy  lot. 
May  every  hour  of  health  and  case, 
Thy  great  designs  promote. 

1     Covington,  St  John's. 


194  DEVOUT  SERENITY.       JOY. 

HYMN  286.     c.  m.  a. 

c    1  The  Lord  is  our  shepherd,  we  never  shall  want ; 
In  him  may  we  safely  confide. 
He'll  guard  us  in  danger,  direct  us  in  doubt, 
And  everything  needful  provide. 

2  Beside  the  still  waters  our  footsteps  he  leads 

To  regions  all  fruitful  and  fair  ; 
"Where  plenty  and  safety  their  influence  unite. 
To  banish  disquieting  care. 

3  Beneath  the  green  covert  we  find  a  retreat 

From  summer's  meridian  blaze. 
To  screen  us  from  tempests,  the  prominent  rock 
Its  kindly  protection  displays. 

*S  4  Though  death  and  its  horrors  o'ershadow  our  path, 

s  Our  spirits  shall  feel  no  dismay  ; 

c        For  God,  who  attends  us  in  life  and  in  death. 

Will  scatter  all  evils  away. 

Salem.  Warehara. 


HYMN  287.     s.  m. 

a   1   Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 
And  let  your  joys  be  known. 
Unite  in  songs  of  sweet  accord. 
And  thus  surround  his  throne. 

2  A  tranquil,  happy  mind 
Becomes  this  sacred  place. 

The  christian  faith  was  ne'er  designed 
To  make  our  pleasures  less. 


RELIGIOUS  JOY.  195 

3  The  hill  of  Zion  yields 

A  thou  sand  sacred  sweets, 
Before  we  reach  tlie  heavenly  fields, 

Or  walk  the  golden  streets. 

.    4  Then  let  our  songs  abound, 
And  every  tear  he  dry  : 
We're  marching  through  Immanucl's  ground 
To  fairer  worlds  on  high. 

1     St  Thoina",  Hudson. 

HYMN  288.     s.  m. 

1  Now  let  our  voices  join 
To  form  a  sacred  song. 

Ye  pilgrim  bands  in  wisdom's  way, 
With  music  pass  along. 

2  How  straight  the  path  appears  ! 
How  open,  smooth,  and  fair  ! 

No  lurking  snares  t'  entrap  our  feet ; 
No  fierce  destroyer  there  ! 

3  But  flowers  of  paradise 
Jn  rich  profusion  spring. 

The  sun  of  glory  gilds  the  path^ 
And  happy  spirits  sing. 

4  See  Salem's  golden  spires 
In  beauteous  prospect  rise  ; 

And  brighter  crowns  than  mortals  wear 
Beam  through  the  distant  skies. 

5  Let  glory  crown  His  name, 
Who'^marks  the  shining  way. 

And  leads  the  feeble  wanderers  on 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

Paddington,  St  Thomas. 


196         DIVINE  PERFECTIONS  TO  BE  IMITATED. 

HYMN  289.     s.  m. 

1   Lord,  we  approach  thy  face, 
s       And  humhly  bow  the  knee. 

O,  grant  us  here  to  imbibe  thy  grace, 
While  we  converse  with  thee. 

2  Thou  art  the  only  just. 

No  wrong  thy  throne  shall  stain ; 

And  none,  who  make  thy  word  their  trust, 
Shall  find  their  promise  vain. 

c  3  Great  is  thy  mercy.  Lord, 
To  endless  years  the  same. 

a  Li  beams  of  light  the  heavens  record 
Thine  ever  glorious  name. 

4  Teach  us  how  great  and  wise, 
How  just  and  kind  thou  art. 

On  thee  we  'd  fix  our  ravished  eyes, 
To  thee  devote  our  heart. 

c  5  O,  like  thy  children  dear. 
We  '11  imitate  thy  ways  ; 
In  all  our  words  and  works  sincere, 
We  '11  act  and  live  thy  praise. 

2     Watchman.  Silver  street. 


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HYMN  290. 


L.  M. 


1  Lord,  thou  art  ever  just  and  true, 
Sincere  in  all  thy  words  and  ways  ; 
Then  may  we  learn,  whate'er  we  do. 
To  copy  what  demands  our  praise. 


E<iUlTV,  MEEKNESS,  AND   PEACE.  197 

2  While  we  converse  with  God  or  man, 
Let  truth  attend  each  word  and  deed. 
Teach  us  the  book  of  life  to  scan, 
And  let  our  works  proclaim  our  creed. 
i  3  Keep  us  from  ^uile  and  falsehood  free. 
From  every  low  evasive  art. 
O,  may  our  words  and  thoughts  agree, 
And  every  look  disclose  the  heart. 

4  Deep  in  our  minds  may  we  record, 
Whate'er  our  hands  or  lips  engage  ; 
And,  as  we  prize  thy  favor,  Lord, 
With  punctual  faith  redeem  the   pledge. 

4     Rothv/cll,  Saybrook,  A. 

HYMN  29 L     l.  m. 

7/1  1   To  thee,  O  God,  we  lift  our  e}^es : 
On  thee  alone  our  hope  relies ; 
While  friends  desert  and  foes  invade, 
Afibrd  us  thine  almighty  aid. 

2  O  guide  us.  Lord,  in  ways  of  peace  ; 
Our  hearts  from  wrath  and  pride  release  ; 
Restrain  our  hands  from  every  wrong  ; 
From  evil  words  withhold  our  tongue. 

3  Wliatever  wrongs  we  still  endure. 
From  all  revenge  preserve  us  pure  : 
To  thee  our  cause  we  still  commit. 
And  seek  in  thee  a  calm  retreat. 

4  Thy  blessed  influence.  Lord,  impart  ; 
DifTiise  thy  love  through  every   heart : 

5        Subdue  the  sons  of  strife  abroad 

s       To  peace  with  man  and  peace  with  God, 

St  Austin's,  Elgin. 


198  MEEKNESS,   EQUITY,  AND  KINDNESS. 

HYMN  292.     s.  m. 

c  1   '  Blessed  are  the  meek,'   He  said, 
Whose  words  were  all  divine  ; 
The  humble  minded  earth  possess, 
And  bright  in  heaven  will  shine. 

a  2  While  here  on  earth  they  stay, 

Calm  peace  with  them  shall  dwell ; 
And  cheerful  hope,  and  heavenly  joy, 
Beyond  what  tongue  can  tell. 

3  The  God  of  peace  is  theirs. 
They  own  his  gracious  sway  ; 
And  yielding  all  their  wills  to  him. 
His  sovereign  laws  obey. 
m  4  No  angry  passions  move. 

No  envy  fires  their  breast. 
c     The  hope  of  future  joy  and  peace 

Bids  every  trouble  rest. 

St  Thomas. 

HYMN  293.    s.  m. 

c       1    Father  and  Friend  of  man. 
Forever  good  and  kind. 
Whose  love  supplies  our  outward  wants, 
And  cheers  the  drooping  mind  : 

2  O,  may  we  love,  like  thee, 
And  copy  grace  divine. 

May  all  we  think,  and  say,   and  do, 
Promote  some  kind  design. 

3  Kindred  and  neighbors  claim 
A  place  within  our  hearts. 

May  not  self  love  engross  the  gifts, 
Thy  bounteous  hand  imparts. 


riTAKITT.  199 

4  All  we  expect,  or  ask, 
Or  wish  from  fellow  men, 

May  we  in  turn  for  others  do, 
Nor  think  our  labor  vain. 

5  Thus  may  we  ever  prove 

Our  pious  lov^e  to  thee  ; 
a     And  thus  the  fruits  of  heavenly  grace 
In  endless  glory  see. 

Silver  Street,  Watchman. 

HYMN  294.     c.  m. 

1   Blksskd  be  the  man,  whose  softening  heart 
Feels  all  another's  pain  ; 
To  whom  the  supplicating  eye 

Was  never  raised  in  vain  :  ^ 

«  2  Whose  breast  expands  with  generous  warmth,   j 
A  stranger's  wo  to  feel ; 
And  bleeds  in  pity  o'er  the  w^ound, 
He  wants  the  power  to  heal. 

i    3  He  spreads  his  kind  supporting  arms 
To  every  child  of  grief; 
His  secret  bounty  largely  flows, 
And  brings  unasked  relief. 

m  4  To  gentle  offices  of  love 

His  feet  are  never  slow. 
i       He  views  through  mercy's  melting  eye, 

A  brother  in  a  foe. 

6  To  him  protection  shall  be  shown, 
And  mercy  from  above 
Descend  on  those,  who  thus  fulfil 
The  perfect  law  of  love. 

Elgiu,  St  Austin's. 
12 


200  CHARITY. 

HYMN  295.     c.  m. 

1  All  nature  feels  attractive  power, 

A  strong  embracing  force  ; 
The  drops  that  sparkle  in  the  shower, 
The  planets  in  their  course. 

2  Thus,  in  the  universe  of  mind 

Is  felt  the  law  of  love  ; 
The  charity,  both  strong  and  kind, 
For  all  that  live  and  move. 

3  More  perfect  bond,  the  christian  plan 

Attaches  soul  to  soul. 
Our  neighbor  is  the  suffering  man, 
Though  'it  the  farthest  pole. 

4  To  earth  below,  from  heaven  above. 

The  faith  in  Christ  professed. 
More  clear  reveals  that  God  is  love. 
And  whom  he  loves  is  blessed. 

Dundee. 

HYMN  296.     c.  p.  m. 

c  1  Hail,  Source  of  pleasures  ever  new^  ! 
While  thy  kind  dictate  \ve  pursue. 

We  taste  a  joy  sincere  ; 
Too  high  for  sordid  minds  to  know, 
Who  on  themselves  alone  bestow 
Their  labor,  zeal,  and  care. 
a  2  By  thee  inspired,  the  generous  breast, 
In  blessing  others  only  blessed. 
With  kindness  large  and  {ree^ 
t  Delights  the  widow's  tears  to  stay. 
To  teach  the  blind  their  smoothest  way, 
And  aid  the  feeble  knee. 


CHARITY.  201 

m  3  O  God,  with  sympathetic  care, 

In  others'  joys  and  griefs  to  share, 
Do  thou  our  hearts  inchne  ; 

Each  low,  each  selfish  wish  control  ; 

-fl       With  generous  warmth  inspire  the  soul, 

And  make  us  wholly  thine. 

Columbia,  Clyde. 

HYMN  297.     c.  m. 

5    1  O,  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven, 
Or  ask  for  mercy  there. 
Who  never  soothed  the  poor  man's  pang, 
Nor  dried  the  orphan's  tear  ? 

2  The  dread  Omnipotence  of  heaven 

We  every  hour  provoke  ; 
t         Yet  still  our  kind  forgiving  God 
Withholds  the  avenging  stroke. 

3  And  Christ  was  still  the  healing  friend 

Of  pov^erty  and  pain  ; 
And  ne'er  did  one  imploring  wretch 
His  garment  touch  in  vain. 

m  4  May  we  with  humble  effort  take 
Example  from  above ; 
And  thence  the  active  lesson  learn 
Of  charity  and  love. 
5  But  chiefly  be  the  labor  ours, 
To  shade  the  early  plant ; 
To  guard  from  ignorance  and  guilt 

The  infancy  of  want;  ) 

G  To  graft  the  virtues,  ere  the  bud  ) 

The  canker  worm  has  gnawed  ; 
And  teach  the  rescued  child  to  lisp 


Its  gratitude  to  God. 


Dundee,  Dunchurch. 


202  SYMPATHETIC  GRIEF. 


HYMN  298.     c.  m. 

c  1  Most  gracious  God,  may  all  our  breasts 
The  generous  pleasure  know, 
Kindly^  to  share  another's  joys, 
t  And  weep  for  others'  wo. 

2  Where'er  the  hapless  sons  of  grief 
In  low  distress  are  laid. 
Soft  be  our  hearts  their  pains  to  feel, 
And  swift  our  hands  to  aid. 

m  3  Each  angry  passion  be   suppressed, 

Each  selfish  view  forgot ; 
a         O,  be  the  law  of  love  fulfilled 

In  every  act  and  thought. 

4  Be  every  heart  dilated  wide 
With  this  kind  social  grace, 
And  in  one  grasp  of  fervent  love 
All  earth  and  heaven  embrace. 


Newton. 


HYMN  299. 


L.  M. 


^  1  Lord,  we  will  weep  for  human  wo, 
And  every  kind  relief  bestow  ; 
Listen  to  every  tender  moan, 
And  make  a  brother's  grief  our  own. 

771  2  Thus  may  we  prove  a  filial  claim, 
To  bear,  O  God,  thy  sacred  name  ; 
Children  of  Him,  whose  gracious  care 
Attends  to  every  humble  prayer. 


SYMPATHETIC  JOY.  203 

3  IMerit  oppressed  \vc  '11  not  desert ; 
^      Our  eyes  from  suffering  ne  'er  avert ; 

Rathei  we'll  seek  the  wretch  forlorn, 
Whom  others  shun,  or  treat  with  scorn. 

4  Orphans  bereft  shall  be  our  care, 
And  virtuous  want  our  pity  share  ; 
Lingering  disease,  and  dying  pains, 
And  secret  grief,  that  ne'er  complains. 

5  Yes,  we  will  weep  for  sinners  too. 
Who  still  tlieir  downward  course  pursue. 
Deaf  to  the  awful  warnings  given, 
And  all  the  gracious  calls  of  heaven. 

Carthage. 

HYMN  300.     c.  M.  A. 

c  1  Thou  Father  of  mercy  and  Fountain  of  grace, 
Thy  spirit  we  humbly  implore. 
O  teach  us  thine  infinite  kindness  to  trace, 
And  copy  the  love  we  adore. 

2  Lord,  help  us  to  cherish  a  generous  concern 

For  all  men  of  every  degree. 
This  lesson  of  kindness  from  Jesus  we  learn. 
The  brightest  resemblance  of  thee. 

3  The  numberless  comforts  our  brethren  enjoy, 

Our  brethren  possess  not  alone  : 
a       Our  grateful  thanksgiving  for  them  we  '11  employ. 
And  thus  we  will  make  them  our  own. 

4  The  greater  the  favors  on  others  bestowed, 

The  more  shall  our  pleasure  increase. 
While  grace  shall  assist  us  in  tracing  the  road, 
That  leads  to  perfection  of  bliss. 

Wareham,  Salem. 
12* 


204  CANDOR. 

HYMN  301.     s.  M.  A. 

c    1   Benignant  Creator,  on  thee 
The  brutal  creation  depends. 
The  goodness,  which  formed  them,  continues  to 
bless, 
a       And  wide  its  kind  influence  extends. 

2  Thou  openest  thy  bountiful  hand, 

To  satiate  the  wishes  of  all  : 
On  beast,  bird,  and  insect,  thy  care  is  bestowed  : 
t        Thou  hearest  the  lowliest  call. 

i    3  O,  suffer  us  ne'er  to  invade 

The  rights  they  derive  from  their  God  ; 
To  envy  their  pleasures,  or  sport  with  their  pains, 
Or  trifle  with  innocent  blood. 

i    4  Let  mercy  our  bosoms  inspire, 

A  sympathy  generous  and  kind  ; 
c    To  see  their  enjoyments  affords  a  delight 

Becoming  a  spirit  refined. 

5  While  lords  of  all  creatures  on  earth, 
i        Our  power  may  we  never  abuse ; 
c  But  O,  may  our  empire,  benignant  and  mild, 
Promote  thy  benevolent  views. 

m  6  Thus,  Lord,  may  we  ever  enjoy 

Our  native  distinctions  below ; 
a  And  thus  may  thy  favor  in  regions  above, 

Still  nobler  preferments  bestow. 

Sutton,  Thessalia. 

HYMN  302.     8s.  &  7s.  m. 

s    1  Christian  love  is  meek  and  lowly, 

Patient,  candid,  frank,  and  fair  ; 
s       Though  averse  to  deeds  unholy, 
t  Human  weakness  prone  to  spare. 


CANDOK.  205 

m  2  WliUe  no  evil  she  clevises, 

Naught  against  her  neighbor's  weal, 
She  is  slow  t'  indulge  surmises, 
Where  the  eye  detects  no  ill. 

s     3  Every  just  pretence  receiving, 

Candor  rules  her  heart  and  tongue  ; 
Hoping  still,  and  still  beheving, 
Though  she  often  suffers  wrong. 
a  4  Grant  us.  Lord,  thine  inspiration; 

Breathe  this  love  through  every  breast ; 
Breathe  it  through  each  tribe  and  nation, 

Till  the  world  is  truly  blessed. 

Sicilian  Hymn,  Saxony. 

HYMN  303.     L.  M. 

1  Lord,  may  we  act  a  candid  part 
Toward  all  with  whom  we  have  to  do. 

s        Tender  and  kind  be  every  thought, 
m      And  all  our  actions  just  and  true. 

2  Ne'er  may  we  vent  an  idle  word 
Against  an  absent  friend  or  foe  ; 
But  may  we  rather  hide  their  fauhs, 
And  thus  a  nobler  spirit  show. 

3  Yes,  may  we  turn  away  our  ears 
From  common  rumors,  false  or  vain  ; 
Slow  to  believe  an  ill  report ; 

Still  more  t'  inflict  a  causeless  pain. 

s    4  So  may  we  live  in  constant  peace. 

And  aid  the  cause  of  peace  around  ; 
m       So  may  our  names  without  a  stain 
In  heaven's  eternal  roll  be  foinid. 

Rothwell,  Litchfield. 
12t 


206  CANDOR.       FORGIVENESS. 

HYMN  304.     L.  M. 

5    1  Though  with  an  air  of  pious  zeal 
Our  lips  the  purest  faith  proclaim, 
If  charity  be  v/anting  still, 
Our  zeal  is  all  an  empty  name. 

2  Knowledge  may  fail  t'  improve  the  mind. 
And  zeal  may  set  the  world  on  fire ; 
But  charit}^  is  calm  and  kind. 
And  gentle  thoughts  will  still  inspire. 

t    3  Patient  and  meek  she  suffers  long. 
And  slowly  her  resentments  rise  : 
She  soon  forgets  the  greatest  wrong, 
And  rage  retires,  and  malice  dies. 

c   4  This  is  the  grace  that  fills  the  skies, 

And  there  forever  brightly  burns, 

When  hope  in  full  fruition  dies, 

A      And  faith  to  sight  triumphant  turns. 

Truro,  Marietta. 

HYMN  305.     s.  m. 

Forgiveness. 

^    1  I  hear  the  voice  of  wo  ; 
I  hear  a  brother's  sigh  : 
Then  let  my  heart  with  pity  flow. 
With  tears  of  love  mine  eye. 

2  The  debtor  humbly  sues, 

Who  would,  but  cannot  pay  ; 
And  shall  I  lenity  refuse. 

Who  need  it  every  day  ? 


INTERCESSION.  207 

3  Shall  not  my  heart  relent 

At  that  affecting  strain, 
My  brother  crying;,  '  I  repent. 

Nor  will  ollencl  again  ? ' 

5  4  If  not,  how  shall  I  dare 
Appear  before  thy  face, 
Great  God  ?  and  how  present  the  prayer 
For  thy  forgiving  grace? 

t    5  For  those,  who  here  below 

No  tender  pardon  grant, 
s     Shall  unrelenting  justice  know, 
t        When  mercy  most  they  want. 

1     St  Bride's,  Brookfield. 

HYMN  306.     c.  m. 

For  enemies. 

t    1    '  Father,  forgive  them,'  Jesus  prayed. 
And  bowed  his  head,  and  died  ; 
'  Forgive  the  men,  who  cause  my  death, 
s  And  all  my  pains  deride.' 

t   2  Father,  forgive  them,  be  our  prayer 

For  those  who  do  us  wrong. 
m      Let  no  revenge  our  hands  employ. 

Nor  wrath  inflame  our  tongue. 

t    3  Soon  must  the  wicked  sleep  in  dust. 
And  all  their  triumphs  end. 
O  teach  them.  Lord,  in  works  of  peace, 
Their  transient  life  to  spend. 

c   4  Thus  may  we  all  unite  at  last 
In  realms  of  peace  above  ; 
Where  harmony  and  concord  reign. 
And  everlasting  love. 

2     Nazareth,  Dedham. 


208  INTERCESSION. 

HYMN  307.     c.  m. 

Intercession  for  thoughtless  sinners. 

t   1  Indulgent  God,  with  pitying  eye 
The  sons  of  men  survey. 
Alas  !  how  thoughtless  mortals  sport 
In  sin's  destructive  way  ! 

2  Reclaim,  O  Lord,  their  wandering  minds, 
Amused  by  airy  dreams ; 
That  heavenly  wisdom  may  dispel 
Their  visionary  schemes. 

i    3  Great  God,  unseal  their  slumbering  eyes. 

Their  dangerous  state  to  see  ; 

That  they  may  seek  and  find  the  path, 

c  That  leads  to  heaven  and  thee. 

1     Windsor,  Chester. 

HYMN  308.     s.  m.  a. 

For  the  bereaved. 

t    1   Our  brethren  and  friends  in  distress 
To  thee  we  devoutly  commend  : 
Thou  Father  of  mercies  and  Fountain  of  grace. 
Our  kind  intercessions  attend. 

2  To  thee  may  the  widow  resort, 
On  thee  may  she  calmly  depend. 

Be  thou  her  protector,  her  counsel,  and  guide, 
Her  sure  and  unchangeable  friend. 

3  O,  pity  these  orphans  forlorn, 
Deprived  of  a  parent  so  dear. 

Preserve  them  in  danger,  supply  them  in  need, 
And  teach  them  thy  will  to  revere. 


INTKRCE5:RlUx\.  200 

4   Bereft  of  their  liveliest  hopes, 

On  thee  may  the  parents  repose. 
The  hand  that  afflicts  them  still  grants  them  suj)- 
port 
c         And  blessings  unnumbered  bestows. 

t  5  Lord,  teach  the  afflicted  to  pray, 

And  listen  to  every  request. 

May  losses  and  sorrows  attach  them  to  thee, 

c       And  fit  them  for  mansions  of  rest. 

LiUle  Marlborough. 

HYMN  309.     L.  M. 

For  a  Minister  dangerously  sick. 
i  I   O  Thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne, 
We  bow  the  su[)pliant  spirit  down, 
To  thee  we  raise  a  weeping  eye. 
Attend,  O  God,  thy  people's  cry. 

2  Thou  knowest  the  tender  cares  we  feel, 
And  all  our  trembling  lips  would  tell ; 
Thou  only  canst  assuage  our  grief. 
And  give  our  anxious  hearts  rehef. 

3  With  power  benign,  thy  servant  spare, 
Nor  turn  aside  our  fervent  prayer. 
Avert  thy  suift  descending  stroke, 
Nor  smile  the  man  who  feeds  thy  flock. 

4  Allied  to  us  by  sacred  ties. 

In  every   breast  his  image  lies. 

O  grant  him.  Lord,  a  kind  reprieve, 

And  let  our  friend  and  father  live. 

5  Yet,  if  our  supplications  fail, 

And  prayers  and  tears  can  nought  prevail, 
c      Be  thou  his  strength,  be  thou  his  stay, 
And  guide  him  safe  to  endless  day. 

1     Middlebury,  Kirkc. 


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INTERCESSION. 


HYMN  310.     s.  M. 

For  the  Sick. 

^10  Thou,  who  hearest  prayer, 
To  thee  we  raise  our  eyes. 
Attend  our  intercessions,  Lord, 
Regard  our  suppliant  cries. 

2  Thy  hands  have  formed  this  clay ; 
Thy  spirit  gives  it  breath  -, 

And  thou  alone  hast  power  to  save 
From  sickness,  pain,  and  death. 

3  Behold  thy  servant  sick. 
And  graciously  restore. 

Pronounce  the  word,  and  mortal  pains 
Shall  waste  his  strength  no  more. 

4  Yet  give  him  patience,  Lord, 
To  suffer  all  thy  will ; 

And  O,  may  all  his  sighs  and  tears 
Some  wise  design  fulfil. 

5  Redeem  his  soul  from  wo 
By  power  and  grace  divine. 

Redeem  his  soul  from  every  sin, 
And  make  him  wholly  thine. 

6  When  dust  to  dust  descends, 
?          May  Christ  his  life  appear. 

To  dissipate  the  shades  of  death. 

And  quiet  every  fear. 

St  Brides,  Dunbar. 

HYMNSn.     7s.  M. 

For  our  Country  and  its  Rulers. 

c  1  Bless  our  country,  gracious  God, 
Still  be  thou  her  God  and  friend  ; 
Ever  make  her  thine  abode  ; 
All  her  sacred  rights  defend. 


INTERCESSION.  211 

2  Make  thy  people  wise  and  just, 
Peaceful,  happy,  great,  and  free  ; 
While  thine  arm  is  all  their  trust, 
While  tiicy  seek  repose  in  thee. 

3  Bless  our  civil  fathers.  Lord  ; 

Let  uprightness  guide  their  ways  : 

All  their  worthy  deeds  reward, 

Smile  on  all  their  future  days. 

Rotterdam,  Savannah. 


HYMN  312.     c.  M. 

For  all  Nations. 

1    Great  God  of  grace,  arise  and  shine 
With  beams  of  heavenly  light : 
t       From  this  dark  world  of  sin  dispel 
The  long  and  dreary  night. 

m  2  Let  no  inferior  being  share 
The  honors,  due  to  thee. 
May  every  nation  know  thy  name. 
And  thy  salvation  see. 

i  3  No  more  may  persecution  dare 
To  lift  her  iron  rod  ; 
No  longer  shed  ihe  blood  of  saints 
And  plead  a  zeal  for  God. 

a  4  WHiile  heaven  born  truth  her  charms  reveals. 

May  love  each  breast  inspire  ; 

Nor  one  base  passion  ever  mix 

To  quench  this  sacred  Hrc. 

Christmas,  Saco. 


212  INTERCESSION. 

HYMN  313.     L.  M. 

For  all  Nalions. 
c  1  Where'er  the  sun  his  power  displays, 

Or  moon,  or  stars  relieve  the  night, 
a       May  Jesus  shed  diviner  rays. 

And  brighter  visions  bless  the  sight. 
2  Shine  forth,  eternal  Source  of  light, 
And  far  and  wide  thy  truth  display. 
May  all  the  shades  of  ancient  night 
Retire  before  the  spreading  day. 

m  3  The  heathen  nations.  Lord,  are  thine, 
t        Though  long  estranged,  alas,  from  thee  : 
t        May  heathens  own  thy  claim  divine, 
And  Jews  thy  great  salvation  see. 

c  4  May  grass  the  desert  soon  adorn, 

And  blossoms  deck  the  dreary  waste  ; 
The  tree  of  hfe  supplant  the  thorn. 
And  heavenly  fruits  regale  the  taste. 

5  May  peace,  and  truth,  and  virtue  reign 

Through  all  the  nations  far  and  near  : 

May  earth  and  heaven  be  one  again. 

And  every  evil  disappear. 

Fawcett,  Hague,  Clinton. 

HYMN  314.     H.  M. 

For  the  peace  of  the  world. 

a  1   Behold,  the  Prince'of  grace 
Begins  his  joyful  reign  : 
Ten  thousand  sons  of  peace 
Compose  his  spotless  train. 
s        The  bloody  sword 
Let  mortals  sheathe. 
Nor  dare  to  breathe 
A  murderous  word. 


INTERCESSIUN.  213 

I    2  Eternal  Source  of  life, 

Thy  gracious  power  reveal, 

To  quell  our  raging  strife, 

And  all  om-  miseries  heal. 

c  May  peace  and  love 

All  hearts  unite, 

Like  heirs  of  light 

In  worlds  above. 

Swithin,  Shaftsbury. 

HYMN  315.     7s.  m. 

For  the  peace  of  the  Church. 

1  Lo,  they  come  from  east  and  west ; 
Come  t'  enjoy  the  heavenly  rest : 
North  and  south,  in  bliss  complete, 
Round  the  eternal  altar  meet. 

2  Distant  times  and  ages  come  ; 
Find  in  heaven  one  common  home ; 
Patriarchs,  prophets,  christians,  all 
Prompt  to  obey  the  general  call. 

3  Countless  host  I  how  great !  how  blessed  ! 
Wondrous  joy,  and  peace,  and  rest! 
What  shall  fit  us.  Lord,  for  this  ? 

Fit  our  souls  for  heavenly  bliss  ? 

4  Peace  on  earth  and  peace  alone; 
Peace,  which  makes  all  churches  one  : 
Peace,  the  fruit  of  christian  love. 

Fits  the  soul  for  peace  above. 

5  Lord,  thy  love  and  grace  impart ; 
Pure  and  kind  be  every  heart : 
Thus  on  earth  may  heaven  begin  ; 
Spread  a  charm  o'er  every  scene. 

Rotterdam,  Savannah. 


214  CHRISTIAN    LOVE  AND  UNITY. 

HYMN  316.     s.  M. 

c    1   Let  party  names  no  more 

The  christian  world  o'erspread. 
Gentile  and  Jew,  and  bond  and  free, 
Are  one  in  Christ  their  head. 
m  2  Let  wrath  and  strife  be  gone, 
And  only  kindness  shown, 
While  the  same  God  we  all  adore. 
One  common  Master  own. 
a  3  Thus  will  the  church  below 
Resemble  that  above ; 
Where  the  pure  streams  of  pleasure  flow. 
And  every  heart  is  love. 

Fairfield. 

HYMN  317.     c.  M. 

a  1   We  come  to  Zion's  sacred  hill, 
Our  Father's  blessed  abode  ; 
Where  mildest  words  declare  his  will, 
And  spread  his  love  abroad. 

2  Behold  the  innumerable  host 

Of  angels  clothed  in  light, 
And  happy  throngs  of  spirits  just, 
Whose  faith  is  turned  to  sight. 

3  The  saints  on  earth  and  all  the  dead 

But  one  communion  make  ; 
All  joined  in  Christ,  their  living  head, 
His  wondrous  grace  partake. 

4  In  such  society  as  this. 

My  weary  soul  would  rest. 
The  man,  who  dwells  where  Jesus  is, 
Must  be  forever  blessed. 

St  Ann's. 


DOMESTIC  UNITY,    AND  HAPPINESS.  215 

HYMN  318.     s.  M. 

c    1   Blessed  are  die  sons  of  peace, 
Whose  hearts  and  hopes  are  one  ; 
Whose  kind  designs  to  serve  and  please 
Through  all  their  actions  run. 

a  2  Blessed  is  the  pious  house, 

Where  zeal  and  friendship  meet  : 
Their  songs  of  praise,  their  mingled  vows 

Make  their  communion  sweet. 
3  Thus  on  the  heavenly  hills 

The  saints  are  hlessed  above  ; 
Where  joy,  like  morning  dew,  distils, 
And  all  the  air  is  love. 

Watchman,  Silver  Street. 

HYMN  319.     s.  M. 

a  1   How  pleasing,  Lord,  to  see 
That  scene  of  pure  delight, 
Where  mutual  love  and  love  to  thee 
A  family  unite  ! 

2  From  these  celestial  springs 
Such  streams  of  comfort  flow, 

As  no  increase  of  riches  brings. 
Nor  honors  can  bestow. 

3  In  all  their  griefs  and  joys, 
By  one  desire  possessed. 

One  aim  the  zeal  of  all  employs. 
To  make  each  other  blessed. 

4  No  bliss  can  equal  theirs. 
Where  such  affections  meet : 

While  mingled  praise  and  mingled  prayers 
Make  their  communion  sweet. 
12^  1     St  Ann's,  Christmas. 


216  BROTHERLY  OR  CONJUGAL  AFFECTION. 

HYMN  320.     8s.  k,  7s.  m. 

Happiness  to  be  nought  at  Home. 

s  1   Restless  spirits,  faint  and  weary, 
Tell  me  whither,  why  you  roam  ; 
T^eave  your  dwelling  void  and  dreary, 
Always  wretched  when  at  home. 

2  While  you  rove  for  distant  pleasures, 
Peace  and  comfort  wing  their  flight ; 

Nor  can  all  your  golden  treasures 
Purchase  one  sincere  delight. 

3  Look  at  home  for  true  enjoyment ; 
Bless  your  bosom  friends  around  ; 

Make  their  comfort  your  employment; 
Ne'er  desert  them,  never  wound. 

c  4  Cultivate  each  pure  emotion  ; 

Let  your  minds  be  richly  stored  : 

a       Chiefly  cherish  that  devotion, 

Which  can  every  joy  afford. 

Worthing,  Sicily. 

HYMN  32L     l.   m. 

c  1   How  blessed  the  sacred  tie,  that  binds. 
In  union  sweet,  according  minds  ! 
How  sweet  the  heavenly  course  they  run. 
Whose  hearts,  whose  faith,  whose  hopes  are  one  ! 

a  2  To  each  the  soul  of  each  how  dear  ! 
t  What  jealous  love  !  what  holy  fear  ! 
a       How  doth  the  generous  flame  within 

Refine  from  earth,  and  cleanse  from  sin  ! 


MARRIAGE.  217 

t    3  Tlicir  streaming  eyes  together  flow 

For  liunian  guill  and  mortal  wo. 
i        Their  ardent  prayers  together  rise, 

Like  mingling  flames  in  sacrifice. 

m  4  Togedier  both  diey  seek  the  place, 
s        Where  God  reveals  his  smiling  face. 
A       How  iiigh,  how  strong  their  raptures  swell, 
There  's  none  but  kindred  souls  can  tell. 

m  5  This  sacred  flame  shall  ne'er  expire  ; 

Not  death  itself  shall  quench  its  fire  : 

a       'T  is  then  they  rise  to  worlds  above. 

To  scenes  of  perfect  joy  and  love. 

I     Fawcett,  Clinton,  St  Paul's. 

HYMN  322.      c.  m. 

c    1   On  these,  thy  servants.  Lord,  look  down, 
Who  now  have  plighted  hands; 
Their  union  let  thy  favor  crown. 
And  bless  the  nuptial  bands. 

a  2  With  gifts  of  grace  their  hearts  endow. 
Of  all  rich  dowries  best ; 
Their  substance  bless,  and  peace  bestow, 
To  sweeten  all  the  rest. 

3  In  purest  love  their  souls  unite. 
That  they,  widi  christian  care. 
May  make  domestic  burdens  light. 
By  taking  mutual  share. 

s   4  And  when  that  solemn  hour  shall  come, 

And  life's  short  space  be  o'er, 
a       May  diey  in  triumph  reach  diat  home, 

Where  they  shall  part  no  more. 

Christmas,  Blandford. 
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218  EDUCATION  OF  CHILDREN. 

HYMN  323.     c.  p.  m. 

a  1  Behold,  what  beauties  clothe  the  field  ! 
How  rich  the  fruits  the  gardens  yield 

To  industry  and  prayer  ! 
Yet  fairer  blossoms  deck  the  mind, 
And  nobler  treasures  there  we  find. 

If  sought  with  equal  care. 


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2  Each  infant  thought,  an  embryo  vine, 
Around  the  tree  of  hfe  to  twine 

The  parent's  hand  invites. 
Well  pruned  and  blessed  of  thee,  O  God, 
It  rises  high,  and  spreads  abroad 

Ten  thousand  pure  delights. 

3  This  mental  vineyard,  Father,  bless 
With  genial  warmth,  and  light,  and  grace. 

These  plants  immortal  own. 
When  earthly  scenes  no  longer  charm. 
When  fears  the  fruitless  heart  alarm, 

And  virtue  blooms  alone. 

1     Columbia,   Clyde,  Rapture. 

HYMN  324.     c.  m. 

1  Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds, 

Which  God  performed  of  old  ; 
What  we  in  early  years  beheld, 
And  what  our  fathers  told. 

2  He  bids  us  make  his  glories  known, 

His  works  of  power  and  grace ; 
And  we  '11  convey  his  wonders  down, 
Through  every  rising  race. 


EDUCATION  OF  CHILDREN. 

3  Our  li})s  shall  tell  thcni  to  our  sons, 

Aiul  they  again  to  theirs; 
That  generations,  yet  unhorn. 
May  well  instruct  their  heirs. 

4  May  all  he  taught  in  God  alone 

i'heir  help  securely  stands, 

And  O,  may  none  forget  his  word. 

But  practise  his  commands. 

St  Ann's,  Blandford. 

HYMN  325.     l.  m. 

a   1  The  infant  spirit.  Lord,  is  thine. 
Thine  offspring,  thy  paternal  care  ; 
A  spark,  ordained  to  rise,  and  shine 
With  light  and  grace  forever  fair. 

2  To  man  from  age  to  age  is  given 
To  feed  and  fan  the  new  horn  fae  ; 
Till  raised  t'  illume  the  arch  of  heaven, 
When  sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  expire. 

3  This  work  divine  shall  he  our  joy 
'Mid  every  care  ourhosoms  feel ; 
Command  our  thoughts,  our  wealth  employ, 
Nor  aught  but  death  shall  quench  our  zeal. 

4  Assist  our  humble  efforts.  Lord  ; 
O  fill  our  minds  with  radiant  light. 
In  every  doubt  thy  grace  afford. 
That  we  may  teach  our  children  right. 

5  Within  these  walls  let  wisdom  reign, 

And  deck  her  padis  with  new  blown  flowers. 

Let  zeal  inspire  the  youthful  train. 

And  give  them  here  their  happiest  hours. 

1     Hague,  Fawcett,  Clinton. 


219 


220  FAMILY  RELIGION.       PRAYER. 


HYMN  326. 


L.    M. 


c    1  Father  of  men,  thy  care  we  bless, 

Which  crowns  our  families  with  peace  : 
From  thee  they  sprung,  on  thee  depend  ; 

a       From  thee  ten  thousand  gifts  descend. 

2  Morning  and  night,  let  every  house 
To  thee  present  their  daily  vows  ; 
Our  servants  there  and  rising  race 
Be  taught  the  truths  of  heavenly  grace. 

A  3  Then  shall  the  charms  of  wedded  love 
Still  more  delightful  blessings  prove  ; 
And  parents'  hearts  shall  overflow, 
With  joys  that  parents  only  know. 

c   4  O,  may  each  future  age  proclaim 
Thy  ever  great  and  glorious  name  ; 
While  pleased,  and  thankful,  we  remove, 
To  join  the  family  above. 

2     Truro,  Leeds. 

HYMN  327.     c.  m. 

c    1   Father  of  all  the  human  race. 
All  wise,  and  good,  and  kind. 
Teach  us  to  guide  the  infant  step, 
And  form  the  tender  mind. 

2  Called  to  perform  the  parent's  part. 
And  parents'  joys  to  share, 
O,  may  our  children's  welfare  be 
Our  first  and  final  care. 


THE  parent's  prayer.  221 

3  Early  may  we  instruct  them,  Lord, 

To  love  and  fear  their  God  ; 
Early  to  tread  that  sacred  path. 
Which  Christ,  their  Saviour,  trod. 

4  Nor  may  our  words  alone  describe 

The  way  their  feet  should  go, 
But  may  our  lives,  our  every  deed 
Tile  path  of  wisdom  show. 

5  VV^ell  may  our  prudence  guard  their  ways 

From  every  hurtful  snare ; 
While  to  our  watchfulness  we  join 
The  aids  of  fervent  prayer. 

G  Long  may  our  children  live,  and  prove 

The  joy  of  all  around  ; 

And  in  the  great  decisive  day 

Among  the  saints  be  found. 

4     Devizes,  Cheshire,  C. 

HYMN  328.     s.  m. 

1   Great  God,  now  condescend, 

To  bless  our  rising  race  : 
Soon  may  dieir  willing  spirits  bend 

To  thy  victohious  grace. 

a  2  O,  what  a  vast  delight, 
Their  happiness  to  see  ! 
All  our  best  wishes,  Lord,  unite 
To  lead  their  souls  to  thee. 

m  3  Now  bless,  thou  God  of  love, 

The  means  of  grace  divine  ; 

Send  thy  good  spirit  from  above. 

And  make  these  children  thine. 

3        Fairfield,  Sout»^'^"" 
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222  THE  DEDICATION  OF  CHILDREN. 

HYMN  329.     c.  m. 

1  Come,  let  us  join  our  souls  to  God 

In  everlasting  bands ; 
And  seize  the  blessings  he  bestows, 
With  eager  hearts  and  hands. 

2  Thus  may  our  rising  offspring  haste 

To  seek  their  fathers'  God  ; 

Nor  e'er  forsake  the  happy  path 

Their  youthful  feet  have  trod. 

2     Broomsgrovc,  H.  Nazareth. 

HYMN  330.     c.  m. 

c    1   See  Israel's  gentle  shepherd  stand, 
With  all  engaging  charms  : 
Behold,  he  calls  the  tender  lambs. 
And  takes  them  in  his  arms. 

m  2  '  Forbid  them  not  to  come,'  he  cries, 
'  Nor  scorn  their  humble  name  : 
To  save  and  bless  their  infant  souls, 
Your  Lord  and  Master  came.' 

3  We  bring  them,  Lord,  with  grateful  hearts. 

And  yield  them  up  to  thee  : 
Rejoiced  that  we  ourselves  are  thine, 
Thine  let  our  offspring  be. 

c   4  Ye  Httle  flock,  with  pleasure  hear, 

Ye  children,  seek  his  face ; 

A      And  fly  with  transport  to  receive 

The  fruits  of  heavenly  grace. 

Blandford. 


DUTY  OF  CHILDREN  TO  PARENTS.      223 

HYMN  331.     CM. 

c    1   Childken,  who  know  a  father's  love, 
Or  mother's  kindness  share  ; 
Nurtured  and  clothed,  and  cheered  and  taught, 
With  unremitting  care  ; 

m  2  Hear  and  observe  their  just  commands. 
Receive  their  kind  advice ; 
Nor  from  the  path  of  duty  swerve. 
Whatever  joys  entice. 

c   3  Cherish  a  filial  love  for  those, 
/  Who  've  lived  and  toiled  for  you  : 

c      Be  it  a  chief  delight  to  pay 
A  debt,  so  justly  due. 

4  Copy  with  care  each  moral  grace, 

Their  riper  age  displays  ; 
So  shall  the  beams  of  peace  and  hope 
Illumine  all  your  ways. 

5  So  shall  your  heavenly  Father  smile 

On  each  advancing  year  ; 
So  shall  his  love  and  tender  care 
Your  dying  moments  cheer. 

4     Penrose,  Litchfield,  C.  Devizes. 

HYMN  332.     c.  m. 

1  Children,  obey  the  mild  commands 

Of  those  who  gave  you  birth ; 
Who  will  direct  you  how  to  pass 
A  happy  life  on  earth. 

2  While  they  pursue  a  heavenly  course, 

Attend  and  cheer  their  way  : 
Thus  you  will  share  and  crown  their  bliss 
In  worlds  of  endless  day. 

4     Litchfield, Middletown,  A.Devizes. 
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224  FILIAL  PIETY.         FRIENDLY  ADVICE. 

HYMN  SS3.     s.  M.  A. 

a  1  To  parents,  so  faithful  and  kind, 
How  sacred  the  duties  we  owe  ! 
Their  numberless  favors  shall  dwell  on  the  mind, 
Our  hearts  with  aftection  o'erflow. 
m  2  We  '11  reverence  and  honor  their  name, 
Their  wisdom  and  prudence  respect ; 
Their  rightful  authority  never  disclaim, 
Nor  treat  their  requests  with  neglect. 
a  3  Their  kindness  we  '11  seek  to  requite. 
Their  labor,  and  suffering,  and  care  : 
Their  comfort  and  pleasure  shall  be  our  delight. 
Our  labor,  and  study,  and  prayer. 

4  Great  Father  of  all,  w^e  commend 
Our  parents  to  goodness  divine  : 

Support  them  in  mercy,  in  mercy  defend, 
And  cheer  them  in  nature's  decline. 

5  O,  grant  them  their  greatest  desire, 
To  see  us  engaged  in  the  truth. 

To  wisdom,  the  solace  of  age,  we  '11  aspire, 
And  make  it  the  pleasure  of  youth. 

Froome,  Thessalia. 

HYMN  334.     7s.  &6s.  m. 

1   God  of  wisdom,  God  of  love. 

Thy  gracious  aids  impart ; 
Help  us  all  the  arts  t'  improve, 

That  win  the  jealous  heart. 
When  we  see  our  neighbor  rove. 
When  a  brother  goes  astray. 
Help  us.  Lord,  with  christian  love 

To  show  the  better  way. 


RECEIVING  ADVICE  OR  REPROOF.  225 

2  Fervent  love  can  never  shrink 

From  offices  so  kind  ; 

t       Leave  a  friend  on  ruin's  brink, 

To  every  danger  blind. 

m      While  from  death  or  guilt  we  save, 

Though  by  ways  and  means  severe, 

Every  needful  pain  we  give, 

But  proves  our  love  sincere. 

Amsterdam. 

HYMN  335.     8s.  &:  7s.  m. 

t   1   Lord,  what  frail  and  erring  creatures 
Men  of  all  conditions  are  ! 
Fraikies  form  their  moral  features, 
Far  from  all  perfection,  far. 

2  Wisdom  oft  is  marked  with  folly; 

Virtue  wears  a  doubtful  form  : 
Eardily  zeal,  or  flames  unholy, 
Oft  the  unconscious  bosom  warm. 

3  Such  defects  we  see  in  others, 

Though  to  them  perhaps  unknown  ; 
Let  us  then,  as  christian  brothers, 
Bear  our  neighbor's,  mend  our  own. 

4  Let  not  admonition  grieve  us  ; 

Never  prompt  to  quit  a  friend. 
Pride  and  self  conceit  deceive  us, 
If  we  think  we  ne'er  offend. 

m  5  Rather  let  us  hear  with  meekness, 
While  our  bitter  foes  inveigh  : 
They  perhaps  may  show  some  weakness  ; 
Teach  us  where  to  mend  our  way. 

Stanley,  Sicilian  Hymn. 


226  SELF  PRESERVATION. 

HYMN  336.     7s.  m. 

1  Thou  hast  formed  this  wondrous  frame, 
Parent  Power,  eternal  Name  : 
Every  gift  from  thee  descends ; 

Life  on  thee  alone  depends. 

2  Long  before  thou  gavest  me  birth, 
Thou  didst  fix  my  term  on  earth : 
Thou,  whom  angel  hosts  revere, 
Mark'st  my  round  of  duty  here. 

3  Teach  me  then  thy  holy  will ; 
Let  me  all  my  course  fulfil  : 
Cherish  every  vital  power. 

Till  my  last  appointed  hour :  ) 

4  Well  thy  various  gifts  apply,  ) 
Like  the  saints  above  the  sky  : 

Thus,  when  time  with  me  shall  cease. 
Crown  me,  Lord,  with  life  and  peace. 

Naples,  H.  Savannah,  B. 

HYMN  337.     l.  m. 

Prudence  and  divine  Protection. 

1  Teach  us,  Lord,  in  every  station, 
What  we  owe  ourselves  and  thee. 
Guard  our  hearts  against  temptation. 
Keep  our  minds  from  error  free. 

t   2  Let  not  wisdom  be  denied  us. 

While  these  mortal  paths  we  tread  : 

m      O,  may  prudence  ever  guide  us. 
Safe  from  all  the  ills  we  dread. 


THE  LOVE  OF  TIllTlI.  227 

t  3  NLiinerous  changes,  sad  reverses 

Earthly  hopes  and  joys  impend. 

m      Then  may  tirinc  nnfairmi^  mercies 

Every  scene  ol'  Hlb  attend. 

Stanley,  Sicilian  Hymn. 

HYMN  338.     c.  m.  a. 

1  TiioiT  Fountain  of  knowledge  and  Fatherof  light, 

In  heaming  compassion  descend  ; 
Disperse  from  our  eyelids  the  shadows  of  night. 
And  every  true  vision  extend. 

2  With  mental  discernment  and  reason  endowed. 

Lord;  teach  us  our  minds  to  apply ; 
Yet  never  permit  us,  presumptuous  or  proud, 
Too  much  on  ourselves  to  rely. 

^  3  O,  teach  us  how  narrow  the  impassable  bounds, 
That  limit  our  widest  surveys ; 
What    darkness   our  region  of  knowledge  sur- 
rounds ; 
What  frailty  our  wisdom  betrays. 

7n  4  To  Jesus,  the  messenger  sent  from  on  high. 
To  help  us  thy  wonder  to  trace, 
Dispose  us  with  reverent  regard  to  apply, 
And  all  his  instructions  t'  embrace. 

5  Our  brethren,  as  masters,  we  dare  not  confess. 
Yet  teach  us  their  labors  to  prize  ; 
From  all  the  endowments  and  means  they  possess, 
May  general  improvement  arise. 

G  From  obstinate  error  preserve  us,  O  Lord, 

From  folly's  dark  thraldom  defend  ; 

p     While  meekness  and  candor,  inspired  by  thy  word, 

m         Our  holy  profession  attend. 

St  Martin's,   Salem. 


228  THE  RIGHT  USE  OF  REASON. 

HYMN  339.     c.  m. 

I  O,  may  we  learn  the  sacred  use 
Of  all  our  talents,  Lord  : 
O,  may  our  views  and  all  our  deeds 
With  thy  designs  accord. 

2  Things  without  life  fulfil  the  ends, 

Thy  sovereign  will  ordains. 

Over  the  brutes  of  every  name 

Their  great  Creator  reigns. 

3  Man  is  endowed  with  reasoning  powers ; 

These  heavenly  gifts  we  prize  : 
Help  us  to  use  our  reason  well, 
And  make  us  truly  wise. 

4  Teach  us  to  read  and  understand 

The  truths  thy  works  unfold  : 
There  may  we  view  thy  goodness,  Lord, 
And  there  thy  power  behold. 

5  Still  may  we  hear  thy  living  word, 

And  ne'er  mistake  thy  voice  ; 

a       While  in  the  course  thy  law  prescribes 

Our  noblest  powers  rejoice. 

4     Devizes,  Penrose. 

HYMN  340.     L.  M. 

1  Teach  us,  O  God,  in  every  state, 
To  act  our  destined  part  aright. 
May  heavenly  truth  direct  our  steps, 
And  virtue  be  our  chief  delight. 

2  While  we  increase  in  days  and  years, 
May  every  year  and  every  day 

a       Enlarge  our  hearts,  expand  our  views, 
Advance  our  souls  in  wisdom's  way. 


DILIGENCE.  229 

y  3  O,  may  wc  (jiiit  ourselves,  like  men  ; 
Examine  all  we  see  and  hear ; 
Discern,  embrace,  hold  fast  the  truth, 
Unmoved  by  earthly  hope  or  fear. 

4  Father  of  all,  ihou  parent  mind, 

Our  minds,  thine  offspring,  feeble  still, 

Support,  and  feed  wiUi  heavenly  food. 

And  all  our  growing  wishes  fill. 

2     Marietta,  Medford,  Leeds. 

HYMN  341.     L.  M. 

1   Thee  we  confess,  almighty  God, 
The  source  of  every  human  power ; 
Thy  hands,  which  formed  our  bodies  first, 
Repair  the  wastes  of  every  hour. 

7n  2  O,  may  we  learn  to  value.  Lord, 
The  various  gifts  thy  love  bestows. 
Thy  purpose  learn,  and  keep  in  view, 
Nor  waste  our  strengdi  in  vain  repose. 

3  Whether  the  part  we  're  born  to  act, 
Be  high  or  low  in  man's  esteem. 
To  act  that  part,  be  this  our  care. 
In  all  the  cares  of  life  supreme. 

4  Thus  may  we  pass  our  mortal  days, 
Excm[)t  from  every  needless  ill, 

a     And  thus  ensure  the  high  reward. 
Prepared  for  those,  who  do  thy  will. 

2     Truro,  Leeds,  IJiiglilon. 


230  SELF    EXAMINATION. 

HYMN  342.     l.  m. 

c    1  Teach  me,  O  God,  to  know  my  heart, 
To  seek  and  find  my  foes  within  ; 
To  take  a  firm  and  candid  part. 
And  ne'er  indulge  a  favorite  sin. 

2  O,  may  each  trivial  thought  be  gone, 
With  every  low  and  mean  desire  ; 
And  while  I  stand  before  thy  throne, 

May  I  with  humble  zeal  inquire  ;  ) 

3  Do  1  not  often  wander  wide  ) 
From  what  is  holy,  just,  or  fit? 

Give  place  to  envy,  wrath,  or  pride, 
Ambition,  avarice,  or  deceit  ? 

4  Do  I  devote  my  thoughts  to  God, 
And  order  all  my  speech  aright  ? 
Pursue  the  path  my  Saviour  trod. 
And  make  his  work  my  chief  delight  ? 

5  Teach  me,  O  God,  to  know  my  heart  ; 
i        Thy  erring,  grieving  child  forgive  : 

m       Thy  heavenly  strength  and  grace  impart, 
That  I  with  thee  and  thine  may  live. 

2     Medford. 

HYMN  343.     l.  m. 

s  1  Thou  vain  intruding  world,  depart ; 
No  more  allure,  or  vex  the  heart ; 
Let  every  vanity  be  gone  ; 
We  would  be  peaceful  and  alone. 

2  Here  let  us  search  the  inmost  mind. 
And  try  its  real  state  to  find  ; 
The  secret  springs  of  thought  explore, 
And  call  our  words  and  actions  o'er. 


RELIGIOUS    ABSTRACTION.  231 

3  Reflect  how  soon  this  life  will  end, 
And  think  on  what  our  hopes  depend  ; 
What  aim  our  busy  thoughts  pursue, 
What  work  is  done,  and  what  to  do. 

4  Eternity  is  just  at  hand  ; 

And  shall  we  waste  the  ebbing  sand, 
And  careless  view  departing  day. 
And  throw  our  fleeting  time  away  ? 

5  Be  this  our  chief,  our  only  care, 

Our  high  pursuit,  our  ardent  prayer, 

To  stand  approved  of  God  above. 

And  share  his  everlastins:  love. 

1     Medway,  Monmouth. 

HYMN  344.     s.  m.  a. 

t  2  How  little  we  know  of  our  God, 
His  character,  will,  and  designs  ! 
How  much  we've  neglected  his  works  and  his 
word, 
c        Where  infinite  holiness  shines  ! 

t   2  How  often  we  rove  from  ourselves, 
On  trifles  too  fondly  employed  ! 
By  idle  amusements  beguiled  and  seduced, 
Or  labor,  as  fruitless  and  void  ! 

3  How  seldom  we  enter  the  place, 

Where  wisdom  would  teach  us  to  dwell ! 

The  bosom,  where  order  and  virtue  should  reign, 
And  every  corruption  expel ! 

7?i  4  O  thou,  whom  no  art  can  illude, 
Our  secret  transgressions  disclose  : 
Our  real  condition  we  gladly  would  know, 
Nor  slumber  in  guilty  repose. 

Little  Marlborough. 


232  RELIGIOUS  ABSTRACTION. 

HYMN  345.     s.  m.  a. 

c    1  As  morning  and  evening  recur, 
Assist  us,  O  God,  to  retire 
From  all  that  engages  the  men  of  the  world, 
And  cherish  a  nobler  desire. 

2  The  closet,  how  blessed  a  retreat, 
Where  nought  but  Omniscience  beholds. 

While  every  emotion  of  sorrow  and  joy 
The  heart  in  devotion  unfolds ! 

3  The  closet  our  freedom  restores. 
And  every  vexation  allays. 

The  closet  acquaints  us  with  God  and  ourselves. 
And  prospects  of  glory  displays. 

4  The  closet  's  a  nursery  of  grace, 
Where  virtues,  yet  tender  and  frail. 

Are  nurtured  and  fitted  for  scenes  more  enlarged, 
Where  dangers  unnumbered  assail. 

5  There,  Lord,  may  we  daily  be  found  ; 
There  daily  contemplate  thy  love  ; 

And  still  in  the  wider  departments  of  life 
Be  ripened  for  regions  above. 

Sutton,  Froome. 


HYMN  346. 


L.  M. 


1   Far  from  the  busy  scenes  abroad 
We  hail  diis  hour  of  private  rest : 
With  cheerful  hearts  we  meet  our  God  ; 
His  presence  makes  us  truly  blessed. 


RELIGIOUS    ABSTRACTION.  233 

2  Pleasant  is  life,  and  sweet  the  light, 
Whose  smiling  beams  direct  our  way  ; 
Disclose  the  world  to  mortal  sight, 
And  all  its  heavenly  charms  display. 

3  Pleasant  is  life,  and  sweet  its  ties, 
The  touching  charities  of  man  ; 
Friend,  fellow,  child,  and  parent  rise, 
Endearing  hfe's  progressive  plan. 

4  Biit  light  and  life  would  soon  be  vile. 
And  all  their  dearest  pleasures  fall ; 

Nor  sun  would  shine,  nor  life  would  smile, 
Without  thy  presence  gladd'ning  all. 

Bri}>;htoii,  Dunstan. 

HYMN  347.     l.  m. 

t    1   Never  permit  us,  T^ord,  to  be 

In  heart  or  life  estranged  from  thee  ; 
In  sin's  delusive  paths  to  rove. 
And  disregard  thy  heavenly  love. 

2  Why  should  our  passions  mix  with  earth. 
And  thus  debase  our  heavenly  birth  ? 
Ah  !  why  adhere  to  things  below. 
And  let  our  God  and  Saviour  go  ? 

m  3  Call  us  away  from  flesh  and  sense  ; 
Let  winning  grace  allure  us  thence. 
We  '11  fain  obey  the  voice  divine. 
And  all  inferior  joys  resign. 

4  Earth  and  its  scenes  be  all  withdrawn  ; 
Let  noise  and  vanity  be  gone  : 
s        Within  a  calm  and  thoughtful  mind 

Our  heaven  and  there  our  God  w^e  find. 

Leeds,  Medford,  Maiietta. 


234  RELIGIOUS    ABSTRACTION. 

HYMN  348.     c.  m. 

1  Father  divine,  thy  piercing  eye, 

Shoots  through  the  darkest  night : 
In  deep  retirement  thou  art  nigh. 
With  heart  discerning  sight. 

2  There  shall  that  piercing  eye  survey 

Our  duteous  homage  paid, 
With  every  morning's  dawning  ray. 
And  every  evening's  shade. 

3  O,  may  thy  own  celestial  fire 

The  incense  still  inflame, 
While  our  warm  vow^s  to  thee  aspire, 
Through  our  Redeemer's  name. 

Brooinsgrove,  Nazareth. 

HYMN  349.     l.  m. 

t    1  Return,  my  roving  heart,  return. 

And  chase  these  shadowy  forms  no  more  ; 
Seek  out  some  sohtude  to  mourn. 
And  thy  forsaken  God  implore. 

2  The  purest  pleasures  dwell  at  home. 
Retired  and  silent  seek  them  there  ; 
Thy  restless  passions  overcome. 
And  break  the  tempter's  fatal  snare. 

3  And  thou,  my  God,  whose  piercing  eye 
Distinct  surveys  each  deep  recess. 

In  these  abstracted  hours  draw  nigh, 
And  all  my  humble  efforts  bless. 

4  Through  all  the  mazes  of  my  heart, 
My  search  let  heavenly  wisdom  guide. 
And  still  its  radiant  beams  impart, 
Till  all  be  searched  and  purified. 


SELF  GOVERNMENT.  335 

c    5  Then,  Lord,  with  thy  paternal  love, 
Vouchsafe  my  inmost  soul  to  cheer ; 
Till  every  grace  sliall  join  to  prove, 
That  Gcd  has  (ixed  his  dwelling  there. 

Middlebury,  Medway. 

HYMN  350.     L.  M. 

s  1   From  earthly  scenes,  my  God,  1  flee  ; 

From  all  that  pains  or  pleases  most ; 

To  recollect  myself  and  thee  ; 
t       To  weep  o'er  days  and  seasons  lost. 

S  2  How  long  I  've  lived  !  how  little  done  ! 

How  little  thought,  or  felt  aright ! 

And  while  my  years  are  rolling  on. 

Does  earth,  or  heaven  yield  most  delight  ? 
3  Think,  O  my  soul,  how  short  thy  time, 

To  strive,  and  run,  and  win  the  crown  : 

g       Arise,  my  soul,  on  wings  suhlime, 

And  soar  to  God's  eternal  throne. 

Leyden,  Costellow. 

HYMN  351.     L.  M. 

^  1   O  Thou,  whose  scales  the  mountains  w^igh, 

Whose  will  the  raging  seas  obey  ; 

Thou  who  canst  boisterous  winds  control, 
i        Allay  the  storms  that  vex  my  soul. 

2  May  we  with  equal  mind  sustain 
Our  every  loss,  our  every  gain ; 
Calm  may  our  joys  and  sorrows  flow, 
Nor  rise  too  high,  nor  sink  too  low. 

3  O,  when  shall  our  still  wavering  mind 
The  sweetest  self  possession  find  ? 

a     Fountain  of  joy,  we  long  to  see 

s     In  thee  our  peace,  our  heaven  in  thee. 

14  Luton. 


236  SELF  GOVERNMENT. 

HYMN  352.     s.  m.  a. 

Government  of  the  Affections  and   Thoughts. 

g  I   Great  Author  and  Lord  of  the  world, 
O'er  all  things  forever  supreme, 
The  lightnings  and  tempests,  obedient  to  thee, 
Thy  sovereign  dominion  proclaim. 

m  2  So  teach  us  our  passions  to  rule. 
And  all  their  disorders  restrain  : 
Each  earthly  affection  let  conscience  control. 
And  reason  her  empire  maintain. 

3  Lord,  help  us  to  govern  our  thoughts, 
With  constant,  with  absolute  sway ; 

To  guide  all  their  motions,  and  quicken  their 
sloth, 
And  banish  confusion  away. 

i   4  O,  suffer  us  never  *o  muse 

On  folly,  profaneness,   or  sin  : 

Our  outward  deportment  be  pure  and  devout, 

And  all  our  affections  within. 

Peckham,  Thessalia. 

HYMN  353.     s.  m. 

Government  of  the  Tongue. 

c  1  Author  of  every  good. 

To  thee  our  praise  we  bring ; 
The  power  that  formed  our  lips  to  speak, 
Our  grateful  voices  sing. 

s    2  Ne'er  may  those  lips  offend 
Against  thy  holy  law ; 
Nor  dare  pronounce  thy  glorious  name, 
Without  the  deepest  awe. 


FRUGALITY.  237 

t  3  Ne'er  may  a  thoughtless  tongue 
Dehase  the  human  frame  : 
Let  no  surprise,  nor  malice,  Lord, 
Our  vocal  breath  inflame. 

c  4  O,  may  we  rightly  use 
A  talent  so  divine. 
To  thee  our  lips  and  voice  belong, 
May  all  our  words  be  thine. 

2     Watchman,  Silver  street. 

HYMN  354.     s.  m.  a. 

c  1   Bknignant  Creator,  we  own 

Our  constant  dependence  on  thee. 
The  blessings  we  daily  derive  from  thy  throne, 
Though  frugal,  are  ample  and  free. 

a  2  Thou  openest  thy  bountiful  hand, 
To  satiate  each  craving  desire. 
Where  grateful  emotions  the  bosom  expand, 
And  generous  affections  inspire. 

m  3  As  stewards  of  goodness  divine, 
Thv  will  mav  we  ever  regard  : 
Let  temperance  and  kindness   in  all  things  com- 
bine. 
And  thoughtless  profusion  discard. 
i  4  O,   suffer  us  never  to  waste 

The  fruits  of  thy  provident  care  ; 
Those  sordid  excesses  forbid  us  to  taste, 
Which  noble  exertions  impair, 
c    5  May  ])rudence  our  treasures  enlarge, 
And  crown  us  with  plenty  and  ease  ; 
And  while  the  great  duties  of  life  we  discharge. 

Our  heavenly  possessions  increase. 

Fioome. 


238  A  PROPER  USE  OF  THE  WORLD,  &iC» 

HYMN  355.    c.  m. 

a  1   Father  of  al],  thy  tender  care 
Demands  our  thankful  songs. 
From  thee  ten  thousand  gifts  descend, 
To  thee  all  praise  belongs. 

m  2  Teach  us  the  worth  of  all  the  fruits 
Of  thy  paternal  love  ; 
But  while  the  sweets  of  life  we  taste. 
Still  raise  our  hearts  above. 

3  Free  from  the  guilt  of  all  abuse, 

JMay  we  the  world  enjoy, 
And  all  our  means  of  doing  good 
Rehgiously  employ. 

4  Thus  may  we  hope  for  kind  rehef 

In  every  time  of  need ; 
And  thus  may  every  earthly  joy 
To  higher  pleasures  lead. 

Ashley,  Porisea. 

HYMN  356.     c.  p.  m. 

1  If  sohd  happiness  we  prize. 
Within  our  breasts  this  jewel  lies, 

And  they  mistake  who  roam. 
The  world  but  little  can  bestow ; 
From  secret  founts  our  joys  must  flow, 

Our  bliss  begin  at  home. 

2  We  '11  therefore  use  with  calm  content 
Whate'er  kind  providence  has  sent. 

Nor  aim  beyond  our  power  : 
And  if  our  store  of  wealth  be  small, 
With  thankful  heart  improve  it  all, 

Nor  waste  the  present  hour. 


MODEUATE  DESIRES  OF  WORLDLY  GOOD.       239 

3  Through  all  the  scenes  of  life  we  '11  go  ; 
Its  chequered  paths  of  joy  and  wo 

With  cautious  steps  we'll  tread  ; 
Resign  our  breath  without  a  tear, 
Without  a  sigh,  or  anxious  fear, 

And  rest  among  the  dead : 

4  While  conscience,  still  our  faithful  friend, 
Shall  through  the  gloomy  vale  attend. 

And  cheer  our  dying  breath ; 

When  other  comforts  all  shall  cease, 

In  gentle  accents  whisper  peace. 

And  smooth  the  bed  of  death. 

Columbia,  Kew. 

HYMN  357.     c.  m. 

1  O  God,  we  ask  not  fortune's  smile, 

Exhaustless  source  of  care  ; 
Not  all  her  fancied  gay  delights 
Can  claim  a  serious  prayer. 

2  Not  pleasure's  soft  alluring  form, 

With  ardent  wish,  we  seek  ; 
Far  less  the  captivating  bloom, 
That  glows  on  beauty's  cheek. 

3  We  ask  not  that  in  calm  repose 

Our  even  days  may  flow. 
Secure  from  every  common  ill. 
Exempt  from  human  wo. 

4  But  grant  us  that'blessed  state  of  mind, 

Where  no  vain  thoughts  intrude  ; 

That  pure  serenity,  which  s])ritigs 

From  conscious  reciiiude. 

1     Christmas. 


240  ASPIRATIONS  ABOVE  THE  WORLD. 

HYMN  358.     c.  m. 

a  1  A  land  unseen,  O  God,  we  seek, 
A  bright,  ethereal  clime  : 
Our  eyes,  our  hopes  are  fixed  on  things 
Beyond  the  bounds  of  time. 

2  We  bid  the  world  a  prompt  farewell, 

And  take  our  journey  hence. 
We  rise  above  mere  earthly  things. 
Above  the  joys  of  sense. 

3  The  word  of  God  inspires  our  faith, 

And  Jesus  leads  the  way  : 
From  day  to  day  we  travel  on 
To  joys,  that  ne'er  decay. 

Swanwick,  New  York,  Covington. 

HYMN  359.     8s.  &  7s.  m. 

J   Earth,  unlock  thy  richest  treasures  ; 
Spread  thy  gifts  profusely  round  : 
Not  for  these  we  '11  yield  those  pleasures. 
Which  in  virtue's  ways  are  found. 

*    2  Earthly  joys  are  transitory  ; 

Scarce  possessed  before  their  flight : 
While  the  sun  of  worldly  glory 
Soon  must  set  in  endless  night. 

m  3  Grant  us,  Lord,  thy  love  and  favor  ; 
This  alone  can  make  us  blessed  ; 
Give  to  earthly  joys  a  savor  ; 
Satisfy  our  craving  breast. 

Stanley,  Sicilian  Hymn,  Saxony. 


ASPIRATIONS  ABOVE  THE  WORLD.  241 

HYMN  360.     L.  M. 

1  From  sinful  joys  and  thouglitless  mirth, 
O  come,  my  soul,  in  hnste  retire. 

a       Remember  thy  superior  birth  ; 
To  heaven  thy  native  place  aspire. 

2  'T  is  heaven  alone  can  make  thee  blessed  ; 
Can  every  wish  and  want  supply  : 

Thy  joy,  thy  crown,  thy  endless  rest, 
Are  all  above  the  lofty  sky. 

3  There  dwells  the  sovereign  Lord  of  all, 
That  God,  whom  all  the  worlds  adore  ; 
With  whom  is  bliss  that  cannot  pall. 
And  joys  that  last  for  evermore. 

1     Tinisliury,  Monmouth,  Hamburg. 

HYMN  361.     8s.  7s.  8>i  Us.  m. 

1  Kindle,  Lord,  our  best  affections, 
Fervent  love  and  holy  zeal. 
Ever  grant  us  thy  directions  ; 
All  thy  gracious  truth  reveal  : 
t    God  of  mercy,  this  our  humble  prayer  fulfil. 

m  2  Health,  and  fame,  and  earthly  treasures. 

While  we  ever  duly  prize, 
a       May  we  seek  those  purer  pleasures. 

Which  in  future  prospects  rise  ; 
Endless  glory,  life  and  joy  above  the  skies. 

t    3  Earthly  good  is  doomed  to  perish  ; 

Life  itself  must  soon  decay  ; 
m       Be  it  then  our  care  to  cherish 

Hopes  that  never  pass  away  ; 
a  Hopes  that  brighten  more  and  more  to  perfect  day. 

14t  Taraworth,   Bethany,  Greece. 


242  ASPIRATIONS  ABOVE  THE  WORLD. 

HYMN  362.     c.  m. 

1  Our  souls  forsake  each  vain  delight, 
And  bid  the  earth  farewell ; 
Ascend  above  the  realms  of  night. 
In  purer  scenes  to  dwell. 

s   2  Vain  world  !  no  more  we  ask  thy  love, 
Nor  seek  thy  friendship  more ; 
The  happiness  that  we  approve, 
Lies  not  within  thy  power. 

g  3  There  's  nothing  round  this  spacious  earth, 
That  suits  our  large  desire  : 
To  boundless  joy  and  solid  mirth 
Our  nobler  thoughts  aspire  : 

a  4  Where  pleasure  flows  in  living  streams, 
From  sin  and  dross  refined  ; 
And  everlasting  glory  beams 
On  each  enraptured  mind. 

t    5  The  God,  who  now  invites  our  prayer, 
And  guides  our  wandering  feet, 

A      Will  bring  his  all  sufficience  there. 
To  make  our  bhss  complete. 

Swanwickj  Kendall. 


HYMN  363.     c.  m. 

1  Now  let  a  true  ambition  rise. 

And  ardor  fire  our  breast. 
To  reign  in  worlds  above  the  skies, 
In  endless  glories  dressed. 

2  Behold  Jehovah's  royal  hand 

A  radiant  crown  display. 
Whose  gems  with  vivid  lustre  shine, 
While  stars  and  suns  decay. 


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ASPIRATIONS   ABOVK   TIIK   WORLD.  213 

s  3  Awny  each  ii;rovelliiii!;  anxious  care, 

JJcncath  a  christian's  thought : 
jl     We  spring  to  seize  immortal  joys, 

To  human  vision  brought. 

4  Ye  hearts  with  youthful  vigor  warm, 

The  glorious  prize  pursue  ; 

Nor  fear  the  want  of  earthly  good. 

While  heaven  is  kept  in  view. 

I     Christmas,  Blandford,  Saco. 

HYMN  364.     c.  m. 

1  To  thee,  O  God,  our  prayers  ascend. 

But  not  for  golden  stores  : 
Nor  covet  we  the  brightest  gems 
The  earthly  mind  adores  : 

2  Nor  that  deluding,  empty  joy, 

Men  call  a  glorious  name  ; 
Nor  power,  with  all  its  pomp  and  state. 
Our  restless  thoughts  inflame  : 

3  Nor  pleasure's  fascinating  charms 

Our  fond  desire  allure ; 
But  nobler  things,  than  these,  from  thee, 
Our  wishes  would  secure. 

a  4  The  faith  and  hope  of  tilings  unseen 
Our  best  affections  move  ; 
Thy  light,  thy  kind  paternal  smiles. 
Thine  everlasting  love. 

5  Let  gifts  like  these,  O  God,  be  ours. 

And  every  wish  refine  ; 

Then  all  the  joys  the  earth  can  give. 

We  '11  cheerfully  resign. 

(^hnstinas,  Saco, 


244  ASPIRATIONS  ABOVE  THE  WORLD. 

HYMN  365.     7s.  &  6s.  m. 

a    I  Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings, 
Thy  better  portion  trace  : 
Rise  from  transitory  things, 
Toward  heaven  thy  native  place. 
s     Sun,  and  moon,  and  stars  decay  ; 

Time  shall  soon  this  earth  remove  : 
A     Rise,  my  soul,  and  haste  away 
To  seats  prepared  above. 

m  2  Rivers  toward  the  ocean  run, 
Nor  stay  in  all  their  course  ; 
Fire  ascending  seeks  the  sun, 
Both  hasten  to  their  source  : 
a     Thus  the  soul  that 's  born  of  God, 
Pants  to  view  his  glorious  face  ; 
Upward  tends  to  his  abode, 
To  rest  in  his  embrace. 

Amsterdam. 

HYMN  366.     c.  m. 

s    1   When  in  the  light  of  faith  divine, 
I  look  on  things  below  ; 
On  wealth,  and  fame,  and  sensual  joy. 
How  vain  and  dangerous  too ! 

m  2  God  be  my  all  sufficient  good. 
My  early,  happy  choice  ; 
In  him  my  vast  desires  are  filled, 
And  all  my  powers  rejoice. 

3  Pleasures  in  vain  their  charms  display, 

And  tempt  my  heart  anew  ; 

I  cannot  buy  your  bliss  so  dear, 

Nor  part  with  heaven  for  you. 

Broomsgrove,  Nazareth. 


HUMAN  AND  DIVINE  APPLAUSE.  245 

HYMN  367.     c.  m. 

1  Guide  us,  O  God,  in  all  our  ways; 

Save  us  from  sin  and  shame. 
Grant  us  the  best  of  earthly  gifts. 
Pure  and  unsullied  fame. 

2  Still  may  we  aim  at  higher  ends 

Than  the  applause  of  men. 

Ever  that  sacred  course  pursue 

Which  will  thy  favor  gain. 

3  O,  may  thy  spirit,  heavenly  King, 

Kindle  our  pious  zeal ; 

Raise  us  above  all  mortal  praise 

While  we  perform  thy  will. 

6     Cambridge,  Patmos. 

HYMN  368.     l.  m. 

1  Lord  of  die  world,  eternal  King, 
Wliose  power  thy  saints  in  glory  sing. 
Kindly  descend.  Father  and  Friend, 
Deign  to  accept  the  praise  we  bring. 

2  O,  may  we  keep  thee  still  in  view, 
Where'er  we  go,  whate'er  we  do  ; 
Faithful  and  wise,  Free  from  disguise. 
Ever  the  paths  of  truth  pursue. 

3  Ne'er  may  the  love  of  human  praise 
Seduce  our  feet  from  virtue's  ways  ; 
Popular  fame  Is  but  a  name. 
Glory  on  earth  a  transient  blaze. 

n  4  Help  us  o'er  earth  and  time  to  rise. 

And  seek  that  fame  which  never  dies ; 

That  in  the  end,  We  may  ascend, 

Sure  to  possess  so  rich  a  prize. 

Blendon. 


246  CHRISTIAN  TEMPER  AND  LIFE. 

HYMN  369.     s.  m.  a. 

1  Omniscient  Creator,  we  own 

Thy  sovereign  dominion  and  power ; 
The  angels  pay  reverence  and  homage  to  thee, 
And  creatures  on  earth  should  adore. 

2  In  all  the  transactions  of  life 
Thou  claimest  our  highest  regard  ; 

Thy  righteous  decisions  our  motives  survey, 
And  nought  but  true  virtue  reward. 

3  Then  teach  us  to  canvass  our  thoughts, 
And  rule  our  affections  within ; 

To  rise  above  human  reproach  and  applause. 

Contented  thy  favor  to  win. 

Sutton,  Froome. 


HYMN  370. 


L.  M. 


Jl  I   Awake,  my  soul,  rouse  every  power ; 

Thy  native  dignity  display. 
5        Let  lust  and  passion  reign  no  more  ; 

No  longer  own  their  lawless  sway. 

s    2  Thy  temper  meek  and  humble  be, 
Content  and  pleased  with  every  state  ; 
From  dire  revenge  and  envy  free, 

m      And  wild  ambition  to  be  great. 

3  Confine  thy  roving  appetites  ; 

From  this  vain  world  withdraw  thine  eyes. 
a       Aspire  to  those  divine  delights. 

Reserved  for  saints  above  the  skies. 

4  With  eager  zeal  pursue  the  prize; 

Each  fleeting  hour  of  life  improve. 

This  course  will  speak  thee  truly  wise, 

And  bear  thee  safe  to  worlds  above. 

Fawcett,  Timsbury. 


CHRISTIAN  TEMPEU  AND  LIFE.  247 

HYMN  371.     L.  M. 

1  Envy  and  wronu;,  and  wrath  and  pride, 
And  every  vice  should  be  denied  ; 
Justice  and  toniperauce,  truth,  and  love, 
Om-  inward  })iety  approve. 

2  Thus  shall  we  best  proclaim  abroad 
Thy  saving  truth,  almighty  God, 
When  our  religion  reigns  within, 
And  grace  subdues  the  power  of  sin. 

3  So  may  our  lips  and  lives  express 
The  holy  gospel  we  profess  : 

So  may  our  works  and  virtues  shine 
To  prove  the  doctrine  all  divine. 

4     Rolhvvcll,  Warrington. 

HYMN  372.     c.  m. 

1  Father,  thy  gracious  aid  impart, 

To  bend  our  wills  to  thine  ; 
JVIeltour  whole  souls,  and  let  them  flow, 
And  take  the  mould  divine. 

2  Deeply  impress  that  perfect  law, 

Which  noblest  freedom  gives  ; 
O,  may  it  all  our  hearts  refine, 
And  sanctify  our  hvcs. 

3  Then  shall  our  feet,  with  cheerful  steps. 

By  thy  direction  move  ; 
Then  shall  devotion  fire  the  breast. 
And  all  our  souls  be  love. 

4  Then  shall  the  sun,  no  more  than  we. 

Overflow  with  fervent  zeal ; 
Nor  with  a  swifter  duty  fly 
To  obey  thy  sovcreii^n  will. 

4     Ponrode,  Devizes,  Marlow. 


248  CHRISTIAN  TEMPER  AND  LIFE. 


HYMN  373.     l.  m. 

1   Lord,  in  our  hearts  thy  power  display  ; 
There  wih  thou  condescend  to  reign  : 
s        There  may  thy  kind  parental  sway 
Order,  and  peace,  and  truth  maintain. 

a  2  There  may  thy  word,  with  rays  divine, 
Kindle  a  pure  celestial  day. 
There  may  the  light  of  virtue  shine, 
*  Till  the  last  gleam  of  hfe  decay.' 

m  3  Lord,  may  thy  sovereign  power  within 
Guide  and  control  whate'er  we  do; 
Keep  us  aloof  from  vice  and  sin  ; 
Prompt  us  to  all  that 's  kind  and  true. 

a  4  Yes,  may  this  inward  light  and  grace 

Shine  through  the  vale  of  flesh  and  blood, 
Till  it  be  read  in  every  face. 
This  is  indeed  a  child  of  God. 

6     China,  Ellenthorpe,  Orland. 


HYMN  374.     c.  m. 

c    1   O  God,  our  Father,  ever  kind. 

Whose  bounty  all  things  share. 
Let  us  thj"  grace  our  portion  find, 
All  else  beneath  our  care. 

2  We  ask  not  titles,  wealth,  or  state. 
By  worldly  men  possessed  ; 
Yet  shall  we  still  be  rich  and  great, 
If  virtue  fill  our  breast. 


CHRISTIAN  TEMPER  ANI>  LIFE.  249 

c    3  With  patience  forlily  our  mind 
To  bear  each  future  ill  ; 
Living  or  dying,  still  resigned 
To  thy  unerring  will. 

3     Montrose,  Blandford. 

HYMN  375.     l.   m. 

1  Ye,  that  indulge  in  slumber  still, 

a     Rouse  and  exert  each  dormant  power  : 
Hear  ind  obey  His  sovereign  will, 
Who  is  your  life  from  hour  to  hour. 

2  Lo,  the  deep  shades  of  night  dissolve  ; 
High  in  the  east  the  morning  beams. 
He,  at  whose  word  the  heavens  revolve, 
Bids  you  awake  from  idle  dreams. 

3  Turn  to  the  light  a  grateful  eye, 
Open  to  every  kindling  ray  ; 

O,  may  the  truth  illume  your  sky 
Till  tlie  last  shade  have  passed  away. 

g  4  Children  of  God,  and  heirs  of  light, 
Born  for  a  high,  and  glorious  end, 
Hdte  fmd  c\void  the  deeds  of  night, 
Nor  for  mere  toys  your  God  offend. 

m  5  Chaste  and  devout  be  every  thought, 
Kind  and  sincere  your  every  word  : 
O,  be  your  life  without  a  blot, 
Sacred  to  Christ,  your  heavenly  Lord. 

6  Thus,  when  the  sun  shall  fade  away, 
And  the  fair  heavens  shall  cease  to  be, 
You  sh^ll  enjoy  a  brighter  day, 
Glowing  to  all  eternity. 

6     Park  Street,  Geneva. 


250  HUMILITY. 

HYMN  376.    s.  p.  m. 

s     1   Eternal  God,  to  thee 

We  '11  bow  a  reverent  knee, 
And  trembling  raise  our  suppliant  cry  : 
t         Before  thy  glorious  face 
We  '11  take  a  lowly  place, 
Nor  dare  to  aim  a  look  too  high. 

2  Lord,  what  have  we  to  boast, 
Children  of  feeble  dust, 

From  wisdom's  path  so  prone  to  stray  ? 
s         Rebuke  our  guilty  pride  ; 
Our  vain  ambition  chide  ; 
s     In  humble  robes  our  souls  array. 

3  Let  meekness  form  our  dress, 
And  spread  a  winning  grace 

O'er  all  our  intercourse  with  men. 
In  every  scene  of  life, 
We  '11  flee  from  wrath  and  strife  ; 

From  every  vaunting  air  refrain. 

Dalston. 


HYMN  377.     l.  m. 

t  1   Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay, 
Of  nature's  favors  boast  aloud  ? 
Who  scarce  survives  an  insect's  day, 
Ah  !  w4iy  should  mortal  man  be  proud  ? 

2  All  as  bright  visions  just  appear, 

And  vanished  soon,  no  more  are  found. 
The  stateliest  pile  his  pride  can  rear 
A  breath  may  level  with  the  ground. 


ON  THE   CllOlCt:  OF    COM  1' ANIONS.  251 

3  Often  perplexed,  in  error  lost, 

With  trembling  steps  he  seeks  his  way. 
How  vain  of  wisdom's  gift  tiie  boast ! 
Of  reason's  lamp  how  faint  the  ray  ! 

4  Follies  and  crimes,  a  countless  sum, 
Crowd  thick  within  life's  little  span. 
How  ill,  alas  !  does  pride  become 
That  erring,  guilty  creature,  man  ! 

m  5  God  of  our  life,  thou  Power  divine. 

Give  us  a  meek  and  lowly  mind. 
c       In  modest  worth,  O  let  us  shine, 

And  peace  in  humble  virtue  find. 

2     Leeds,  Brighton,  Medford. 

HYMN  378.     8s.  7s.  &lls.  m. 

s   1  While  we  pass  our  dread  probation 
Under  thine  all-seeing  eye. 
Save  us,  Lord,  from  all  temptation, 
Teach  us  where  our  dangers  lie  : 
Kind  Protector,  let  almighty  grace  be  nigh. 

2  Teach  us  what  oui-  high  profession, 

What  our  holy  faith  requires  : 
Fill  our  minds  with  that  discretion, 

Which  thy  breath  alone  inspires : 
Gracious  Father,  hear  and  answer  these  desires. 

3  Turn  away  our  eyes  from  evil ; 

Turn  our  ears  from  words  profane  ; 
Never  let  a  thoughtless  revel 

Pierce  our  hearts  with  guilt  or  pain  : 
Holy  Father,  guard  our  lives  from  every  stain. 

4  Friends  of  sober  conversation 

Be  our  chief,  our  only  choice  ; 
c       Those  who  look  for  thy  salvation, 

Who  in  wisdom's  ways  rejoice  ; 
a       W^hile  religion  every  nobler  power  employs. 

Tamworth,  Greece. 


252  EXAMPLES  FROM  SCJ^IPTURE. 

HYMN  379.     c.  m. 

a    1  Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 
By  ancient  worthies  trod  : 
Aspiring,  view  those  holy  men. 
Who  lived  and  walked  with  God. 

2  Though  dead,  they  speak  in  reason's  ear. 

Their  bright  examples  live  ; 
Their  faith,  and  hope,  and  pious  deeds, 
Still  fresh  instruction  give. 

3  Dispose  me.  Lord,  to  keep  in  view, 

The  patterns  thou  hast  given  ; 
And  ne'er  forsake  that  blessed  road. 
That  led  them  safe  to  heaven. 

Swanwick,  Mear. 

HYMN  380.     L.  M. 

a   1  We  read  the  sacred  pages.  Lord, 

Where  wisdom,  truth,  and  virtue  shine  : 
Tn  all  our  minds  thy  word  record. 
And  teach  us  lessons  so  divine. 

2  What  bright  examples  there  we  view 
Of  every  grace  thy  laws  demand  ; 
While  saints,  from  age  to  age,  pursue 
The  path,  that  leads  to  thy  right  hand ! 

j1  3  Triumphant  faith,  and  fervent  love, 

And  ardent  zeal  inspire  the  train  ; 
Their  eyes  still  fixed  on  things  above, 
In  every  change  of  joy  and  pain. 

4  O  grant  us.  Lord,  a  faith  hke  theirs  ; 
Inspire  our  hearts  with  equal  zeal ; 

m      With  humble  hope  inspire  our  prayers, 
And  every  pious  wish  fulfil. 


Vigilance  and  firmness.  253 

a  5  From  day  to  day,  from  year  to  year, 

]May  we  the  sacred  course  pursue  ; 

Demean  ourselves,  like  pilgrims  here, 

And  keep  our  glorious  end  in  view. 

I     Proctor,  Fawcelt,  Enfield. 

HYMN  381.     L.  M. 

s  1   Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  iliine  eyes ; 
See  where  thy  foes  against  thee  rise, 
In  long  array,  a  numerous  host ; 
Awake,  my  soul,  or  thou  art  lost. 

2  Here  giant  danger  threatening  stands, 
With  all  his  pale  terrific  hands  : 
T       There  pleasure's  silken  hanners  spread, 
And  willing  souls  are  captive  led. 

S^  3  See,  where  rebellious  passions  rage, 
And  fierce  desires  and  lusts  engage. 
The  meanest  foe  of  all  the  train 
Has  thousands  wounded,  thousands  slain. 

4  Thou  tread 'st  upon  enchanted  ground  ; 
Unnumbered  snares  beset  thee  round  ; 
Beware  of  all,  guard  every  part. 
But  most,  a  false  and  treacherous  heart* 

a  5  Come  then,  my  soul,  and  learn  to  wield 
The  weight  of  thine  immortal  shield  : 
Put  on  the  arms,  prepared  above. 
Of  heavenly  truth,  and  heavenly  love. 

g  G  The  terror  meet,  die  charm  repel. 

The  smiles  of  earth,  the  frowns  of  hell. 
Our  glorious  Leader  triumphed  here, 
Nor  need  his  faidiful  followers  fear. 

Costellow,  Leyden. 
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254  WATCHFULNESS, 

HYMN  382.     s.  m. 

1  Lord,  thou  art  all  our  hope  ; 
On  thee  we  cast  our  care  ; 

With  humble  confidence  look  up 
To  thee  who  hearest  prayer. 

2  Let  us  with:  sacred  joy 
The  work  assigned  fulfil, 

And  all  our  power  and  zeal  employ. 
To  do  our  Father's  wilL 

3  Grant  us  a  sober  mind, 
A  quick  discerning  eye. 

The  first  approach  of  sin  to  find. 
And  all  temptations  fly. 

5   4  O  may  we  be  prepared, 

And  armed  widi  jealous  care  ; 
Forever  standing  on  our  guard, 
And  watching  still  to  prayer. 

5  Fill  us  with  godly  fear, 

And  guide  us  while  we  live  ; 

And,  O,  thy  servants,  Lord,  prepare 

A  strict  account  to  give. 

Watchman,  Silver  Street 

HYMN  383.     c.  m. 

1  Lord,  may  we  read  th'  historic  page. 

And  scan  thy  judgments  o'er  ; 
Where  we  behold  Sinners  of  old 
O'erthrown,  to  rise  no  more. 

2  There  may  we  fix  a  docile  eye, 

And  learn  the  offender's  doom ; 

Make  it  our  prayer.  Make  it  our  care, 

To  flee  from  wrath  to  come. 

7    Arundel,  Yeovil. 


THE  CHRISTIAN  RACE.  255 

HYMN  384.     c.  p.  m. 

A  1   Arise,  my  slumbering  soul,  arise  ; 

Disperse  the  shades  that  veil  thine  eyes; 

The  glorious  prospect  view  : 
Break  forth  from  all  tliy  sinful  bands; 
A  heavenly  race  thy  zeal  demands ; 

Thy  destined  course  pursue. 

m  2  Cast  off  the  weight  that  bears  thee  down, 
Nor  dare  to  slight  the  proffered  crown, 

On  trifles  all  intent : 
Let  wisdom  guide  thy  steps  aright, 
Thy  way  is  marked  with  beaming  light ; 

Press  on,  and  never  faint. 

3  That  crown  have  all  the  faithful  won, 
Whose  lustre  far  outshines  the  sun, 

When  earthly  crowns  decay  : 
Let  true  ambition  fire  my  breast, 
To  rise  and  reign  among  the  blessed 
In  everlasting  day. 

Rapture,  Columbia. 

HYMN  385.     l.  m. 

a  1    Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears, 

Let  every  trembling  thought  be  gone  : 

Awake,  and  run  the  heavenly  race, 

And  put  a  cheerful  courage  on. 

2  Through  all  our  course,  eternal  God, 

Our  steadfast  hearts  on  thee  rely ; 

m      While  such  as  trust  their  native  strength, 

t     Soon  melt  away,  and  droop,  and  die. 

.^  3  As  eagles  soar  to  heights  sublime. 
We  '11  mount  aloft  to  thine  abode  : 
On  wings  of  love  our  souls  shall  fly, 
Nor  tire  amid  the  heavenly  road. 

Pile.-Jgrovc,  Proctor,  Winchelsea. 


256  CHRISTIAN  RACE  AND  WARFARE. 


HYMN  386.     c.  m. 

A  1  Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  every  nerve. 
And  press  v/ith  vigor  on  : 
A  heavenly  race  demands  thy  zeal^ 
A  never  fading  crown. 

2  A  cloud  of  witnesses  around 

Thy  daily  course  survey  : 
Forget  the  steps  already  trod, 
And  onward  urge  thy  way. 

3  '  T  is  God's  all  animating  voice, 

That  calls  thee  from  on  high : 
His  gracious  hand  presents  the  prize 
To  thine  aspiring  eye. 

4  That  prize  with  peerless  glories  bright, 

Shall  greater  lustre  boast, 
When  victors'  wreaths  and  monarchs'  gems 
Shall  blend  with  common  dust. 

a  5  My  soul,  with  all  thy  wakened  powers 
Survey  th'  immortal  prize  ; 
Nor  let  the  glittering  toys  of  earth 
Allure  thy  wandering  eyes. 


Christmas, 


HYMN  387.     c.  m. 

Fight  the  good  fight  of  faith. 

a  1   Kindle  in  all  our  bosoms,  Lord, 
A  pure  celestial  flame. 
Warmed  by  thy  fire.  May  we  aspire 
G         To  deeds  of  deathless  fame. 


TUB  CHRISTIAN  VOYAGE.  257 

g  2  Arm  as  with  strength  and  fortitude, 
To  meet  our  every  foe  ; 
Nor  may  we  fear  Confiicts  severe^ 
The  lot  of  all  below. 

3  Jesus  sustained  the  combat  once, 
And  triumphed,  though  he  fell  : 
t        Yes,  while  he  bled.  Terrors  o'erspread 
The  powers  of  death  and  hell. 

a  4  Then  may  the  hopes  of  triumph,  Lord, 

Our  minds  and  hearts  dilate  : 

G      Sceptres  and  crowns.  Empires  and  thrones, 

His  faithful  soldiers  wait. 

7    Arundel- 

HYMN  388.     c.  p.  m. 

1  The  man  whose  heart  from  vice  is  clear. 
Whose  words  and  deeds  are  all  sincere. 

Whom  God  and  goodness  guide  ; 
g       With  cautious  circumspection  wise, 
The  rudest  storms  of  life  defies. 
And  stems  the  mighty  tide. 

2  He  hears  the  winds  tumultuous  rise, 
In  adverse  combat  'mid  the  skies, 

c  But  hears  without  dismay  : 

His  pilot,  God,  the  vessel  guides. 
And  o'er  the  steady  helm  presides, 
And  points  the  destined  way. 

ft  3  At  length  he  sees  the  promised  land. 
He  hails  aloud  the  wished  for  strand. 

With  heavenly  joy  possessed  : 
His  labor  passed,  his  toil  now  o'er, 

s        He  lands,  O  peace,  on  thy  fair  shore. 

In  God  forever  blessed. 
15*  Kaplure,  Columbia,  Clyde. 


258  THE  HAPPY  INFLUENCE  OF  RELIGION. 

HYMN  389.     c.  p.  m. 

a  1  How  fair  the  flowers,  that  deck  the  ground  ! 
The  groves  and  gardens  bloommg  round. 

Unnumbered  charms  unfold. 
How  bright  the  sun's  meridian  ray  ! 
How  bright  the  beams  of  setting  day, 

That  robe  the  clouds  in  gold! 

2  Yet  far  more  fair  the  pious  breast, 

In  richer  robes  of  goodness  dressed, 

Where  heaven's  own  graces  shine  ; 

And  brighter  far  the  prospects  rise, 

That  burst  on  faith's  delighted  eyes. 

From  glories  all  divine. 

Rapture,  ClyJe. 

HYMN  390.    8s.  &  7s.  m. 

1  Hear  what  God,  the  Lord,  hath  spoken  : 

'  O  my  people,  faint  and  few. 
Comfortless,  afflicted,  broken. 
Fair  abodes  I  build  for  you. 

2  Never  more  shall  tribulation 

Overshade  your  peaceful  ways. 
Ye  shall  name  your  walls,  salvation. 
While  your  gates  resound  with  praise. 

3  There  in  undisturbed  possession 

Peace  and  righteousness  shall  reign : 
Never  shall  you  feel  oppression. 
Hear  the  voice  of  war  again. 

4  Ye,  no  more  your  suns  descending, 

Waning  moons  no  more  shall  see  ; 
But  your  grief  forever  ending, 
Find  eternal  noon  in  me. 


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5  God  will  rise,  and  shining  o'er  you, 

Change  to  day  the  gloom  of  night : 

He,  the  Lord,  will  bo  your  glory, 

God  your  everlasting  light.' 

Saxony,  Worthing,  Addison. 

HYMN  391.     7s.  &8s.  m. 

1  He  who  walks  in  virtue's  way. 
Firm  and  fearless  walketh  surely ; 

Diligent  while  yet  't  is  day, 
On  he  speeds,  and  speeds  securely. 

2  Flowers  of  peace  beneath  him  grow, 
Suns  of  pleasure  brighten  o'er  him  ; 

IMemory's  joys  behind  him  go, 
Hope's  sweet  angels  fly  before  him. 

3  Thus  he  moves  from  stage  to  stage, 
Smiles  of  earth  and  heaven  attending  } 

Softly  sinking  down  in  age. 
And  at  last  to  death  descending. 

4  Cradled  in  its  quiet  deep, 
Calm  as  summer's  loveliest  even. 

He  shall  sleep  the  hallowed  sleep  ; 
Safe  beneath  the  care  of  heaven. 

5  Till  that  day  of  days  shall  come, 
When,  the  archangel's  trumpet  breaking 

Through  the  dark  and  silent  tomb. 
All  its  slumbering  prisoners  waking,  ) 

6  He  shall  hear  the  duindering  blast,  ) 
Burst  die  chilling  bands  that  bound  him  ; 

To  the  throne  of  glory  haste, 

All  Heaven's  splendors  opening  round  him. 

Rotterdam,  Saxony,  Savannah. 
16t 


260  THE  HAPPY  INFLUENCE  OF  RELIGION. 

HYMN  392.     l.  m. 

1  How  blessed  the  man,  yea,  more  than  blessed, 
Whose  heart  no  guilty  thoughts  employ  ! 
God's  endless  sunshine  fills  his  breast, 

And  conscience  whispers  peace  and  joy. 

2  Pure  rectitude's  unerring  way 

His  heaven-conducted  steps  pursue  ; 
While  crowds  in  guilt  and  error  stray, 
Unstained  his  soul,  and  bright  his  view. 

3  By  God's  almighty  arm  sustained. 
True  virtue  soon  or  late  shall  rise ; 
Enjoy  her  conquest,  nobly  gained. 
And  share  the  triumph  of  the  skies. 

1     Timsbury.  Kent. 

HYMN  393. 

1  I  stood  on  the  shore  of  the  ocean, 
And  saw  the  dark  waves  rolling  high, 
And  dashing  with  raging  commotion 

On  the  rocks,  that  were  frowning  near  by. 

Loudly  sighed  the  shrill  blast, 

And  with  clouds  overcast 
Was  the  face  of  the  late  smiling  sky. 

2  In  torrents  the  cold  rain  was  pouring ; 
The  lightning  was  flashing  around ; 
And  loudly  the  thunder  was  roaring  ; 
The  rocks  with  the  echo  resound  ; 

While  the  darkness  of  night 
Drew  a  veil  o'er  my  sight. 
And  spread  a  deep  gloom  o'er  the  ground. 


THE   HAPPY  INFLUENCE  OF  RELIGION.  2G1 

3  I  saw  oil  tlie  broad  swelling  billow 
The  bark  of  the  fisberinun  tossed  ; 
With  the  white  crested  wave  for  a  pillow, 
He  thinks  to  repose  his  cold  dust ; 

And  to  sleep  his  last  sleep 
In  the  wide  spreading  deep  ; 
For  his  hopes  of  returning  are  lost. 

4  But  a  star  through  the  darkness  is  gleaming  ; 
The  sight  with  new  strength  nerves  his  hand  ; 
And  now  by  the  aid  of  its  beaming, 

With  joy  he  returns  to  the  land. 

So  religion's  bright  ray 

Shall  gladden  our  way. 
Till  arrived  at  eternity's  strand. 

HYMN  394.     c.  m. 

1  O,  happy  soul  that  lives  on  high, 

While  others  grovel  here  ! 
His  hopes  are  fixed  above  the  sky, 
And  faith  forbids  his  fear. 

2  In  secret  oft  he  waits  on  God  ; 

His  God  in  secret  sees  : 
Let  earth  be  all  in  arms  abroad, 
He  dwells  in  heavenly  peace. 

3  His  pleasures  rise  from  things  unseen, 

Beyond  this  world  and  time  ; 
Where  neither  eyes  nor  ears  have  been. 
Nor  thoughts  of  mortals  climb. 

4  He  wants  no  pomp,  nor  royal  throne 

To  raise  his  honors  here  ; 
Content  and  pleased  to  live  unknown, 
Till  Christ,  his  life,  appear. 

1     Covington,  London,  Bedford. 


262  THE  HAPPY  INFLUENCE  OF  RELIGION. 

HYMN  395.     l.  m. 

1  There  is  a  power,  that  soothes  the  soul, 
When  storms  of  care  and  anguish  rise ; 
When  lightnings  flash,  and  thunders  roll, 
And  clouds  o'ercast  life's  sunny  skies. 

a  2  It  breaks  the  chains  which  care  has  bound  ; 
It  charms  the  heart  by  grief  oppressed ; 
And  sheds  a  blissful  radiance  round, 
s     A  holy  calm,  a  heavenly  rest. 

a  3  'T  is  blessed  religion,  power  divine, 
That  dissipates  the  blackest  gloom  ; 
And  bids  bright  hopes  of  glory  shine, 
To  gild  the  dark  and  dreary  tomb. 

Proctor,  Brentford. 

HYMN  396.     l.  m. 

c  1  When  mild  religion  from  above 

Descends,  a  sweet  engaging  form  ; 
The  messenger  of  heavenly  love. 
The  bow  of  promise  in  a  storm ; 

s  2  Then  guilty  passions  wing  their  flight. 
And  stern  remorse  and  horror  cease ; 

s       Religion's  yoke  is  soft  and  light, 

And  all  her  paths  are  paths  of  peace. 

s  3  Ambition,  pride,  revenge  depart. 
And  folly  flies  her  chastening  rod  ; 

m       She  makes  the  humble,  contrite  heart 
A  temple  of  the  living  God. 

a  4  Beyond  the  narrow  vale  of  time, 
Where  bright  celestial  ages  roll. 
To  scenes  eternal,  scenes  sublime, 
She  points  the  way,  and  leads  the  soul. 


THE  HAPPINESS  OF  MORAL  FREEDOM.     2G3 

5  Baptized  willi  hor  I'cncwing  fire, 
INlay  we  the  crown  ol'  ^^loiy  gain  ; 
Rise  when  the  hosts  of  heaven  expire, 
And  reign  with  God,  forever  reign. 

1     Timsbury,   Kent. 

HYMN  397.     c.  m. 

a  1  When  true  religion  gains  a  place, 
And  lives  within  the  mind, 
The  sensual  life,  suhdued  by  grace. 
And  all  the  soul  refined  ; 

2  The  desert  blooms  in  living  green, 

Where  thorns  and  briers  grew  ; 
The  barren  waste  is  fruitful  seen. 
And  all  the  prospect  new. 

3  The  storms  of  rugged  winter  cease ; 

The  frozen  powers  revive  ; 
Spring  blooms  without,  within  is  peace  ; 
All  nature  seems  ahve. 

4  O  happy  christian,  richly  blessed  ! 

What  floods  of  ])lcasure  roll  ! 
By  God  and  man  he  stands  confesse  d 
In  dignity  of  soul. 

5  Substantial,  pure,  his  every  joy  ; 

His  IMaker  is  his  friend  ; 
The  noblest  business  his  employ. 
And  happiness  his  end. 

6  Ye  sensual,  worldly,  proud  and  vain, 

Your  airy  good  pursue  : 

Let  me  religion's  pleasures  gain, 

T  '11  leave  the  world  to  you. 

1     Saco,  Christmas. 


264  THE  HAPPINESS  OF  MORAL  FREEDOM. 

HYMN  398.     c.  m. 

1  Wisdom  has  treasures  greater  far 

Than  east  or  west  unfold  : 
Yes,  her  rewards  more  precious  are, 
Than  all  the  gain  of  gold. 

2  Lo  !  her  right  hand  presents  to  view 

A  length  of  happy  years  ; 
While  in  her  left  the  prize  of  fame 
And  honor  bright  appears. 

3  Safely  she  guides  the  youthful  step 

In  pleasure's  path  to  tread. 
Honor  and  grace  her  hand  bestows, 
To  crown  the  hoary  head. 

4  Just  as  her  sacred  labors  rise, 

Her  blessed  rewards  increase  ; 

Pleasure  attends  her  every  way. 

And  all  her  paths  are  peace. 

4     Litchfield,  Devizes,  Westford,  H. 

HYMN  399.     l.  m. 

c  1  How  happy  he  is  born  and  taught. 
Who  serveth  not  another's  will ! 
Who  can  express  each  honest  thought. 
And  every  secret  wish  reveal ! 

2  Whose  passions  not  his  masters  are, 
Whose  soul  is  still  prepared  for  death  ! 
Chained  to  the  world  by  no  vain  care 
Of  public  fame,  or  private  breath  ! 

3  Whose  state  can  neither  flatterers  feed, 
Nor  ruin  make  oppressors  great ! 
Who  has  his  hfe  from  terrors  freed, 
Whose  breast  affords  a  calm  retreat ! 


HAPPINESS  FALSE  AND  TRUE.  2G5 

4  Who  God  wilh  chief  concern  doth  ])r;iy, 
The  huils  of  heavenly  jj^racc  lo  lend  ! 
AVho,  as  he  walks  in  virtue's  way, 
Fears  not  to  call  his  God  his  Friend  ! 

5  This  man  is  freed  from  servile  bands 
Of  hope  to  rise,  or  fear  to  fall ; 
Lord  of  himself,  though  not  of  lands, 
He  having  nothing,  yet  hath  all. 

3     Luton,  Sabaoth. 

HYMN  400.     c.   M. 

s  1   How  vain  a  thought  is  bliss  below  ! 
'T  is  all  an  airy  dream  : 
How  empty  all  the  joys  that  flow 
On  pleasure's  smiling  stream. 

s  2  Transparent  now  and  all  serene, 
The  gentle  current  flows  : 
c     While  fancy  draws  the  flattering  scene, 
How  fair  the  landscape  shows. 

t  3  But  soon  its  transient  charms  decay, 
When  ruffling  tempests  blow  : 
The  soft  delusions  fleet  away, 
And  pleasure  ends  in  wo. 

i  4  O,  let  my  nobler  wishes  soar 

Beyond  these  seats  of  night : 
In  heaven  substantial  bliss  explore. 
And  permanent  delight. 

m  5  No  fleeting  landscape  cheats  the  gaze. 

Nor  airy  form  beguiles  ; 
a       But  everlasting  bliss  displays 

Her  undissembled  smiles. 

1     Noliingham,  Duuilco,  Duncliurch. 


266  THE  INSUFFICIENCY  OF  THE  WO^LD.  | 

HYMN  401.     CM. 

1  Oj  who  in  such  a  world  as  this 

Could  bear  their  lot  of  pain, 
Did  not  one  radiant  hope  of  bliss 
Unclouded  yet  remain  ? 

2  That  hope  the  sovereign  Lord  has  given, 

Who  reigns  beyond  the  skies  : 
That  hope  unites  our  souls  to  heaven 
By  faith's  enduring  ties. 

3  Each  care,  each  ill  of  mortal  birth, 

Is  sent,  in  pitying  love. 
To  lift  the  lingering  heart  from  earth. 
And  speed  its  flight  above. 

4  And  every  pang  that  rends  the  breast, 

And  every  joy  that  dies, 
Tell  us  to  seek  a  safer  rest. 
And  ti'ust  to  holier  ties. 

1     Stephen's,  Medfield,  DuDchurchr 

HYMN  402.     L.  M. 

1  Were  all  our  hopes  and  all  our  fears 
Confined  within  life's  narrow  bound  ; 
If,  travellers  through  this  vale  of  tears, 
We  saw  no  better  world  beyond  ; 

2  Did  not  a  sunbeam  break  the  gloom, 
And  not  a  floweret  smile  beneath  ; 
Who  could  exist  in  such  a  tomb  ? 
Who  dwell  amid  the  shades  of  death  ? 

3  And  such  were  hfe  without  the  ray 
From  our  divine  rehgion  given  : 
'T  is  this,  that  makes  our  darkness  day; 
'T  is  this,  that  makes  our  earth  a  heaven. 


THE  DYING  CHRISTIAN.  2G7 

4  Bright  is  the  golden  sun  above, 
And  beautiful  the  flowers  that  bloom, 
And  all  is  joy,  and  all  is  love, 
Reflected  IVum  a  world  to  come. 

Timshury. 

*HYMN  403.     c.  m. 

1  Behold  the  beauteous  western  light ; 

It  melts  in  deepening  gloom  : 
So  calmly  christians  sink  away, 
Descending  to  the  tomb. 

2  The  winds  breadie  low,  the  withering  leaf 

Scarce  whispers  from  the  tree  ; 
So  gently  flows  the  parting  breath, 


When  good  men  cease  to  be. 


3  How  beautiful  on  all  the  hills 

The  crimson  light  is  shed  ! 
'T  is  hke  the  peace  the  christian  gives 
To  mourners  round  his  bed. 

4  How  mildly  on  the  wandering  cloud 

The  sunset  beam  is  cast  I 
'T  is  like  the  memory,  left  behind. 
When  loved  ones  breathe  their  last. 

5  And  now,  above  the  dews  of  night. 

The  yellow  star  appears  : 
So  faith  springs  in  the  hearts  of  those, 
Whose  eyes  are  bathed  in  tears. 

G  But  soon  the  morning's  happier  light 
Its  glories  shall  restore  ; 
And  eyelids,  that  are  sealed  in  death, 
Shall  ope,  to  close  no  more. 


268  THE  DYING  CHRISTIAN. 

HYMN  404.     L.  M. 

s    1   How  calm  the  scene  when  virtue  dies, 
When  sinks  a  righteous  soul  to  rest ! 
How  mildly  beam  the  closing  eyes  ! 
How  gently  heaves  the  expiring  breast ! 

2  So  fades  a  summer  cloud  away  ; 

So  sinks  the  gale  when  storms  are  o'er ; 
So  gently  shuts  the  eye  of  day  ; 
So  dies  a  wave  along  the  shore. 

3  Triumphant  smiles  the  victor  brow, 
While  faith  and  hope  their  comfort  bring. 
Where,  where,  O  grave,  thy  victory  now  ? 
And  where,  insidious  death,  thy  sting  ? 

4  Farewell,  conflicting  joys  and  fears. 
Where  light  and  shade  alternate  dwell ! 
How  bright  the  unchanging  morn  appears  ! 
Farewell,  inconstant  world,  farewell ! 

5  Its  duty  done,  as  sinks  the  clay, 

The  free,  the  enraptured  spirit  flies  ; 

While  heaven  and  earth  combine  to  sav, 

How  sweet  the  scene,  when  virtue  dies  ! 

1     Timsbury,  Medway,  Hamburg. 

HYMN  405.     L.  M. 

c    1  The  day  is  come,  the  welcome  day, 
That  calls  my  weary  soul  away  ; 
That  bids  me  lay  my  burden  down, 
And  rise,  and  wear  a  glorious  crown. 

s   2  The  voice  of  death  brings  no  alarm, 
Nor  earth,  nor  hell  can  do  me  harm : 
I  see  my  guardian  angel  near  ; 
My  Saviour  soothes  each  rising  fear. 


THE  DYING  CHRISTIAN.  260 

3  Fierce  pains  may  yet  my  vitals  rend  ; 
But  all  my  pains  will  shortly  end  : 
My  flesh  shall  sleep  in  calm  repose, 
Exempt  from  labors,  wants,  and  woes. 
ct  4  Inspired  by  God's  reviving  breath, 

I  Ve  fought  the  fight  and  kept  the  faith  ; 
And  now  I  wait  thy  promise,  Lord  ; 
I  wait  the  sure,  th'  immense  reward. 

j1  5  INIy  soul  breaks  forth  from  all  her  bands, 
And  every  nobler  power  expands  : 
Come,  Lord,  and  bear  me  far  away 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day. 

1     Brentford,  St  Peter's. 

HYMN  406.     L.  M. 

c   1  The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come  5 
1  hear  the  v-oice,  that  calls  me  home  : 
At  last,  O  Lord,  let  trouble  cease. 
And  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

2  The  race  appointed  I  have  run, 
The  combat 's  o'er,  the  prize  is  won  ; 
And  now  my  witness  reigns  on  high, 
And  now  my  record  's  in  the  sky. 

3  I  leave  the  world  without  a  tear, 
Except  for  friends,  I  hold  so  dear. 
To  heal  their  sorrows.  Lord,  descend. 
And  be  their  never-failing  friend. 

4  I  come,  1  come,  at  thy  command, 
1  yield  my  spirit  to  thy  hand. 
Stretch  forth  thine  everlasting  arms, 
And  soothe  my  soul  in  death's  alarms. 

5  The  hour  of  my  departure's  come  ; 

I  hear  the  voice  that  calls  me  home  : 
Now,  O  my  God,  let  trouble  cease ; 
Now  let  thy  servant  die  in  peace. 

1     Hamburg,  Monmouth,  Med  way. 
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270  THE  DYING    CHRISTIAN. 

HYMN  407. 

Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame, 
Quit,  O  quit  this  mortal  frame  ; 
Trembling,  hoping,  lingering,  flying, 
O,  the  pain,  the  bliss  of  dying  ! 
Cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  strife, 
And  let  me  languish  into  life. 
Hark  !  they  whisper  :  angels  say, 
*  Sister  spirit,  come  away.' 
What  is  this  absorbs  me  quite  ? 
Steals  my  senses  ;  shuts  my  sight ; 
Drowns  my  spirits  ;  draws  my  breath ; 
Tell  me,  my  soul,  can  this  be  death  ? 
The  world  recedes  ;  it  disappears. 
Heaven  opens  on  my  eyes.     My  ears 
With  sounds  seraphic  ring. 
Lend,  lend  your  w^ngs ;  I  mount,  I  fly. 
O  grave,  where  is  thy  victory  ? 

O  death,  where  is  thy  sting  ? 

Chant,  page  346. 

HYMN  408.     c.  m. 

1  When  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame, 

Each  darkening  pleasure  flies  ; 
Phantoms  of  bliss  no  more  obscure 
Our  long  deluded  eyes. 

2  The  tottering  frame  of  mortal  life 

Shall  crumble  into  dust  ; 
Nature  shall  faint,  but  learn,  my  soul, 
On  nature's  God  to  trust. 

3  Him  neither  pain  nor  death  alarms. 

Whose  hope  on  heaven  relies  ; 
Cheerfal  he  lives  the  appointed  time, 
And  then  serenely  dies. 

3    Newton. 


THE  DYING  CHRISTIAN.  271 

HYMN  409.     c.  p.   M. 

c     1  When  life's  tempestuous  storms  arc  o'er, 
How  calm  he  meets  the  friendly  shore, 

Who  lived  averse  from  sin  ! 
Such  peace  on  virtue's  path  attends, 
s       That  where  the  sinner's  pleasure  ends, 
c  The  good  man's  joys  begin. 

2   See,  smiling  patience  smooth  his  brow  ; 
See,  bending  angels  downward  bow, 

To  lift  his  soul  on  high. 
He  soars  to  their  divine  abode  ; 
He  joins  with  them  to  praise  the  God, 
Who  taught  him  how  to  die. 

Columbia,  Clyde. 

HYMN  410.     c.  M. 

1  Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farewell, 

With  all  your  feeble  light ! 
Farewell,  thou  ever  changing  moon. 
Ordained  to  cheer  the  night : 

2  And  thou  refulgent  orb  of  day, 

In  brighter  flames  arrayed  ; 
My  soul,  that  springs  beyond  thy  sphere, 
No  more  demands  thy  aid. 

3  The  living  Source  of  life  and  light 

Will  there  his  beams  display  ; 
And  not  a  moment's  shade  shall  rest 
On  that  eternal  day. 

4  There  all  the  saints,  a  countless  throng. 

In  one  glud  song  unite  ; 
And  each  the  bliss  of  all  shall  view 
With  infinite  deliirht. 

1     Stephen's,  Canterbury,  Dunchnrcli. 
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272  HEAVEN. 

HYMN  411. 

1  Behold  an  hour  of  heavenly  rest 
To  mournhig  wanderers  given  ; 
A  kmd  relief  for  souls  distressed, 
A  balm  for  every  wounded  breast ; 
'Tis  found  above,  in  heaven. 

2  Behold  a  home  for  weary  souls. 
By  sin  and   sorrow  driven  ; 

When  tossed  on  life's  tempestuous  shoals. 
Where  storms  arise  and  ocean  rolls. 
And  all  is  drear,  but  heaven. 

3  There  faith  lifts  up  the  tearful  eye, 
The  heart  with  anguish  riven  ; 
And  views  the  tempest  passing  by. 
The  evening  shadows  quickly  fly, 
And  all  serene,  in  heaven. 

4  There  fragrant  flowers  immortal  bloom, 
And  joys  supreme  are  given  ; 

There  rays  divine  disperse  the  gloom ; 
Beyond  the  dark  and  silent  tomb 
Appears  the  dawn  of  heaven. 

HYMN  412.      c.  M. 

a  1  Blessed  hour,  when  virtuous  friends  shall  meet. 
Shall  meet  to  part  no  more  ; 
And  all  with  mutual  welcome  greet 
On  heaven's  immortal  shore  ! 

2  Each  tender  tie,  dissolved  with  pain. 
With  endless  bliss  is  crowned, 
For  lo,  the  dead  are  risen  again, 
And  what  was  lost  is  found. 


HEAVEN.  273 

o  And  while  nunembrance,  lingering  still, 
Draws  joys  from  sorrowing  hours, 
New  prospects  rise,  new  pleasures  fill 
The  soul's  expanded  powers. 

4  Congenial  niiiids.  arrayed  in  light, 

High  thoughts  shall  interchange  ; 
Nor  cease,  with  ever  new  delight, 
On  wings  of  love  to  range. 

5  Their  Fadier  marks  their  generous  flame, 

And  looks  complacent  down  : 
The  smile  that  owns  their  fdial  claim, 
Is  their  immortal  crown. 

1     Dunchurch,  Medfield,  Nottir.g'iam.- 

HYMN  413.     s.  M. 

a   1  Far  from  diese  scenes  of  night 
Unbounded  glories  rise. 
And  realms  of  infinite  delight. 
Unknown  to  mortal  eyes. 

2  There  shall  no  sickness  come. 
There  grief  no  more  complains  : 

There  health  and  peace  forever  bloom. 
And  purest  pleasure  reigns. 

3  There  are  no  shades  of  night. 
Nor  sun's  faint  sicWy  ray  ; 

But  light  and  glory  more  divine 
Spreads  everlasting  day. 

4  O,  may  tliis  prospect  fire 
Our  hearts  witli  ardent  love  ; 

And  lively  faith  and  strong  desire 
Bear  every  thought  above. 

2     Watchman,  Silver  Street. 


274  HEAVEN. 

HYMN  414.     L.  M. 

1  O,  c6uld  we  soar  to  worlds  above, 
Those  blessed  abodes  of  peace  and  love. 
How  gladly  would  we  mount  and  fly 
On  angel's  wings  to  joys  on  high  ! 

2  But  ah,  still  longer  must  we  stay, 

Ere  darksome  night  is  changed  to  day  ; 
More  crosses,  sorrows,  conflicts  bear, 
Exposed  to  trials,  pains,  and  care. 

3  Then  let  these  troubles  still  abound  ; 
Let  thorns  and  briers  strew  the  ground  : 
Let  storms  and  tempests  dreadful  come, 
Till  we  arrive  at  heaven  our  home. 

4  Our  Father  knows  what  road  is  best, 
And  how  to  lead  to  peace  and  rest : 
To  him  we  cheerful  give  our  all, 

Go  where  he  guides,  and  wait  his  call. 

5  When  he  commands  our  souls  away, 
Not  kingdoms  then  shall  tempt  our  stay  ; 
With  rapture  we  shall  wake  and  rise, 
To  join  our  friends  above  the  skies. 

Timsbury,  Kent. 

HYMN  415.     L.  M. 

1  O,  stay  thy  tears ;  for  they  are  blessed, 
Whose  days  are    past,  whose  toil  is  done  : 
Here  midnight  cares  disturb  our  rest; 
Here  sorrow  dims  the  noonda}^  sun. 

2  How  blessed  are  they,  whose  transient  years 
Puss  like  an  evening  meteor's  flight ; 

Nor  dark  with  guilt,  nor  dim  with  tears  ; 
W^hose  course  is  short,  unclouded,  bright ! 


HEAVEN.  275 

3  O,  clicerless  were  our  lengthened  way, 
I^Lit  lieaven's  own  liglit  dispels  the  gloom ; 
Streams  down  from  everlasting  day, 

And  casts  a  glory  round  the  tomb. 

4  Then  stay  those  tears  ;  the  blessed  above 

Have  hailed  a  spirit's  heavenly  birth ; 

Sung  k  new  song  of  joy  and  love. 

And  why  should  anguish  reign  on  earth  ? 

Bath. 

HYMN  416.     L.  M. 

i    1   O,  when  shall  our  spirits  exchange 
These  cells  of  corruptible  clay, 
For  mansions  celestial,  and  range 
Through  realms  of  meffable  day  ? 

s    2  No  sorrow,  nor  sickness,  nor  pain, 
Nor  sin,  nor  temptation,  nor  fear, 
Shall  ever  molest  us  agam ; 
Perfection  of  glory  reigns  there. 

A  3  This  soul  and  this  body  shall  shine 
In  robes  of  salvation  and  praise. 
And  banquet  on  pleasures  divine. 
Where  God  all  his  riches  displays. 

^  4  Ye  palaces,  sceptres,  and  crowns, 
Your  pride  with  disdain  we  survey  ; 

5        Your  pomp  is  but  shadows  and  sounds, 
Which  pass  in  a  moment  away. 

A  5  The  crown  which  our  Saviour  bestows, 
Yon  permanent  sun  shall  outshine ; 
Our  joy  everlastingly  flows, 
From  sources  all  pure  and  divine. 

St  Philips,  Ist  part. 
16* 


276  HEAVEN. 


HYMN  417.     c.  M. 

1  '  Stand  still,  refulgent  orb  of  day,' 

The  Jewish  victor  cries  ; 
'  Dirk  be  th5'  beams,'  our  Judge  shall  say, 
And  night  shall  veil  the  skies. 

2  A  flame,  intenser  than  the  sun. 

Shall  melt  his  golden  urn  ; 
Time's  empty  glass  no  more  shall  run, 
Nor  human  years  return. 

3  But  lo  !  with  splendors  far  more  bright 

That  glorious  orb  shall  rise, 
Which  through  eternity  shall  hght 
The  new  created  skies. 

4  On  all  the  host  of  happy  souls 

Those  blissful  beams  shall  shine, 
While  the  loud  song  of  triumph  rolls 
In  harmony  divine. 

3    Barby,  Newton,  Mount  Zion, 

HYMN  418.     CM. 

1  There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight, 

Where  saints  immortal  reign  : 
Infinite  day  excludes  the  night. 
And  pleasures  banish  pain. 

2  There  everlasting  spring  abides, 

And  never  withering  flowers : 
Death,  like  a  narrow  sea,  divides 
This  heavenly  land  from  ours. 


HEAVEN. 


277 


3  Still  do  our  timid  spirits  shrink 

To  cross  this  narrow  sea  : 
Trembling  we  linger  on  the  brink, 
Nor  dare  to  launch  away. 

4  Lord,  could  we  make  our  doubts  remove. 

Those  gloomy  doubts  that  rise  ; 
Could  we  behold  the  land  we  love 
With  unbeclouded  eyes ; 

5  Could  we  but  climb  where  Moses  stood, 

And  view  the  landscape  o'er  ; 
Ne'er  should  the  dread  of  death's  cold  flood 
Aflect  our  spirits  more. 

4    Devizes,  Penrose,  Marlow, 


HYMN  419.     L.  M. 

1  Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  wo. 
Who  've  fled,  and  left  thee  mourning  here  ? 
Triumphant  o'er  their  latest  foe. 

They  glory  in  ii  brighter  sphere. 

2  Weep  not  for  them  ;  beside  thee  now 
Perhaps  they  watch  with  guardian  care. 
And  witness  tears  that  idly  flow 

O'er  those,  who  bliss  of  angels  share. 

3  Weep,  weep  no  more  ;  their  voices  raise 
The  song  of  triumph  high  to  God  ; 

And,  wouldst  thou  join  their  song  of  praise, 
Pursue  the  sacred  path  they  trod. 

1     Mcdway,  Hamburg. 
16t 


278  HEAVEN. 

HYMN  420.     H.  M. 

s  1  The  toils  of  life  are  past ; 

The  pains  of  death  are  o'er ; 
No  more  diseases  waste  ; 
Oppression  grieves  no  more  : 
a     The  soul,  released  from  mortal  bands, 
Now  spreads  her  wings  for  distant  lands. 

g  2  Behold  she  soars  on  high 

To  realms  of  light  and  peace  ; 
Where  God  is  ever  nigh, 
To  consummate  our  bliss  : 
Where  scenes  of  joy  and  wonder  rise, 
To  charm  and  bless  immortal  eyes. 

a  3  There  songs  of  grateful  praise 

To  God,  o'er  all  supreme. 

Ten  thousand  voices  raise, 

Enraptured  by  the  theme  : 

m     But  mortal  tongues  attempt  in  vain. 

To  represent  the  blissful  scene. 

A  4  To  such  a  glorious  state. 
Ye  sons  of  men,  aspire  ; 
And  let  a  prize,  so  great, 
A  generous  ardor  fire. 
g     \jQX  earth  and  time  be  all  forgot. 
Or  all  absorbed  in  such  a  thought. 

Bethesda,  Shdftsbury, 

^HYMN421.     CM. 

1  While  to  the  grave  our  friends  are  borne, 
Around  their  cold  remains 
How  all  the  tender  passions  mourn. 
And  each  fond  heart  complains  ! 


HEAVEN.  279 

2  But  down  to  earth,  alas,  in  vain 

We  bend  our  weeping  eyes  : 
Ah,  let  us  leave  these  seats  of  pain, 
And  upward  learn  to  rise. 

3  Hope  cheerful  smiles  amid  the  gloom, 

And  beams  a  healing  ray  ; 
And  guides  us,'  from  the  darksome  tomb. 
To  realms  of  endless  day. 

4  To  those  bright  courts  when  hope  ascends, 

The  tears  forget  to  flow  : 
Hope  views  our  absent,  happy  friends. 
And  calms  the  swelling  wo. 

5  Then  let  our  hearts  repine  no  more, 

That  earthly  comfort  dies ; 
But  future  happiness  explore. 
And  ask  it  from  the  skies. 

Dunchurch,  Mather's. 

HYMN  422.     c.  m. 

t  1  When  life's  appointed  course  is  run, 
And  all  our  powers  decay. 
Our  cold  remains,  within  the  tomb. 
Shall  sleep  the  years  away. 

s  2  Our  labors  done,  securely  laid 
In  this,  our  last  retreat, 
Unheeded  o'er  our  silent  dust 
The  storms  of  life  shall  beat. 
3  This  ashes,  then,  this  little  dust 
Our  Father's  care  shall  keep, 
Till  Christ,  the  Judge,  descends,  and  breaks 
The  long  and  dreary  sleep. 

c  4  Then  love's  soft  dew  o'er  every  eye 

Shall  shed  its  mildest  rays ; 
a     And  silent  tongues  shall  wake  and  sing, 
With  shouts  of  endless  praise. 

Dunchurch,  Afalher'",  Mcnr. 


280  THE  PEACE  OF  THE  GRAVE. 

HYMN  423.     c.  m. 

s  1   How  still  and  peaceful,  Lord,  the  grave, 
Where,  life's  vain  tumults  past. 
The  appointed  house  by  heaven's  decree, 
Receives  us  all  at  last ! 

2  The  wicked  there  from  troubling  cease ; 

There  passions  rage  no  more  ; 
And  there  the  weary  pilgrim  rests 
From  all  the  toils  he  bore. 

3  There  rest  the  prisoners,  now  released 

From  slavery's  sad  abode  : 
No  more  they  hear  the  oppressor's  voice, 
Or  dread  the  tyrant's  rod. 

4  There  servants,  masters,  small,  and  great 

Partake  the  same  repose  ; 
And  there  in  peace  the  ashes  mix 
Of  those,  who  once  were  foes. 

6  All  undistinguished  meet  in  death. 

And  sleep  within  the  tomb ; 

s  Till  God  in  judgment  call  them  forth, 

To  meet  their  righteous  doom. 

1     Medfield,  Mather's,  Dundee; 

HYMN  424.     s.  m. 

s  1  Behold  the  gloomy  vale. 

Which  thou,  my  soul,  must  tread  ; 
Beset  with  terrors  fierce  and  pale, 
That  leads  thee  to  the  dead. 

2  Ye  pleasing  scenes,  adieu, 
Which  I  so  long  have  known  ! 

My  friends,  a  long  farewell  to  you  ! 
For  I  must  pass  alone. 


SUPPORT  FN   DEATH. 


'28  \ 


(t  3   But  see,  a  ray  of  lii^Iit, 
With  splendors  all  divine, 
Breaks  through  the  dreary  realms  of  night, 
And  makes  its  horrors  shine. 

c  4  Where  death,  where  darkness  reigns, 
Jehov^ah  is  my  stay  : 
His  rod  my  trembling  feet  sustains, 
His  staff  defends  my  way. 

5  Great  Shepherd,  lead  me  on  ; 

INFy  soul  disdains  to  fear. 
Death's  gloomy  phantoms  all  are  flown, 

Now  life's  great  Lord  is  near. 

1     St  Thomas,  Utica,  H. 

HYMN  425.     l.  m. 

t  1   Like  some  sweet  flower,  that  cheers  the  morn, 
But  dies  beneath  the  rising  day, 
Thus  lovely  seemed  the  infant's  dawn  ; 
Thus  swiftly  fled  its  life  away. 

s  2   Ere  sin  could  blight,  or  sorrow  fade, 
Death  timely  came  with  friendly  care  ; 
The  opening  bud  to  heaven  conveyed, 
And  bade  it  bloom  forever  there. 

3  It  died,  before  its  infant  soul 

Had  ever  burned  with  wrong  desire  ; 
Had  ever  spurned  at  heaven's  control. 
Or  ever  quenched  its  sacred  fire. 

4  It  died  to  sin,  it  died  to  care. 

For  one  short  moment  felt  the  rod  ; 
Then  springing  On  the  viewless  air. 
Spread  its  light  wings,  and  soared. to  God. 

1     Brentford. 


282  DEATH  OF  A  CHILD  OR  YOUTH. 

HYMN  426.     c.  m. 

c  1  We  've  seen  the  blushing  flower  of  spring 
Unfold  its  beauteous  form  : 

t     We  've  seen  that  transient  flower  decay- 
Beneath  a  blighting  storm. 

c  2  We  've  seen  the  rosy  dawn  expand, 
And  smile  through  all  the  east : 
t     But  soon,  in  dismal  clouds  enwrapped. 
Its  every  smile  has  ceased. 

a  3  We  've  seen  the  blooming  infant  rise, 
In  brighter  charms  arrayed  : 

t     Alas  !  in  one  illusive  day, 

That  vital  bloom  has  fled. 

a  4  We  've  seen  the  ruddy  youth  advance, 
With  joyful  hopes  elate  : 
t     Behold  him  now,  disease  and  death 
Have  closed  that  hopeftd  state. 

a  5  Behold,  the  nuptial  morning  beam 
With  light,  and  love,  and  joy  : 
t     How  soon  the  shades  of  endless  night 
May  all  that  bliss  destroy  ! 

6  How  fleeting  all  our  earthly  hopes  ! 

Our  earthly  joys  how  frail  ! 
m     Be  this  our  wisdom,  then,  to  seek 
Those  hopes,  which  never  fail. 

7  Rehgion  be  our  chief  concern. 

And  God  our  early  choice  ; 
And  thus,  amid  all  outward  griefs, 
Our  hearts  shall  still  rejoice. 


ON    DEATH. 

c  8  The  flowers  of  heaven  shall  never  fade, 
Nor  clouds  obscure  that  day  ; 
Nor  mortal  dangers  enter  there, 
To  bear  our  joys  away. 

0  But  God  will  wipe  the  falling  tear 
From  every  pious  eye  ; 
^       And  we  shall  drink  seraphic  bliss 
From  streams,  which  never  dry. 

1     St  Austin's,  Greenwalk,  Dunchurch. 

HYMN  427.     c.  m. 

i   1   This  life's  a  dream,  a  fleeting  hour  ; 
How  soon  the  vapor  flies  ! 
And  man  's  a  tender,  transient  flower, 
Which  oft  in  blooming  dies. 

2  The  once  loved  form,  now  cold  and  dead. 

Each  mournful  thought  employs  ; 
•  And  nature  weeps  her  comforts  fled, 
And  withered  all  her  joys. 

3  But  wait  the  interposing  gloom, 
c  And  lo,  stern  winter  flies  ; 

And  dressed  in  beauty's  fairest  bloom, 
The  flowery  tribes  arise. 

4  Hope  looks  beyond  the  bounds  of  time, 

When  what  we  now  deplore, 
a       Shall  rise  in  full  immortal  prime, 
And  bloom,  to  fade  no  more. 

c  5  Then  cease,  fond  nature,  cease  thy  tears ; 
Religion  points  on  high  : 
There  everlasting  spring  appears. 
And  joys,  that  never  die. 

St  Austin's,  Greenwalk,  Elgin. 


284  DEATH  OF  THE  AGED. 

HYMN  428.     l.  m. 

Tl   How  short  the  term  of  human  life  ! 
How  insecure  each  fond  delight ! 
Our  sun  may  rise  without  a  cloud, 
And  soon  he  wrapped  in  shades  of  night. 

2  All  flesh  is  formed  of  earth  at  first, 
And  all  descends  to  earth  again  : 

Like  flowers,  exposed  to  each  rude  hlast. 
Our  strength  and  beauty  all  are  vain. 

3  How  oft>  assailed  by  stern  disease, 
The  health  and  hoj)e  of  youth  decay  ! 
How  oft  the  child,  in  all  its  charms, 
From  weeping  friends  is  torn  away  ! 

4  Look  down  in  mercy,  I^ord,  and  see 
The  deep  distress  we  now  endure  : 
With  pitying  eye  our  tears  regard. 
And  let  our  prayers  thy  grace  procure. 

5  O,  make  us  all,  both  old  and  young. 
To  know  and  keep  our  end  in  view  : 
Resigned  in  all  that 's  dear  on  earth. 
May  we  the  better  part  pursue. 

Limehouse,  Muldlebury. 

HYMN  429.     s.  m, 

s    1   Our  fathers,  where  are  they. 
With  all  they  called  their  own  ? 
Their  joys,  and  griefs,  and  mingled  fears, 
And  wealth,  and  honor  gone  ! 

2  Tliere,  where  the  fathers  lie. 

Must  all  the  children  dwell ; 
No  other  heritage  possess, 

But  such  a  gloomy  cell. 


DEATH   OFTHEVVISK  AND  HOOD.  285 

i    3  Our  fulhcrs'  Father,  hear, 
Thou  everlasting  Friend, 
While  we,  as  (m  lile's  utmost  verge, 
Our  souls  to  ihcc  coniuiencl. 

c   4  or  all  the  pious  dead 

May  we  the  ibotsteps  trace  ; 
Till,  joined  with  them  in  worlds  of  light. 
We  dwell  heforethy  face. 

Shirland,  St  Bride's. 

HYMN  430.     L.  M. 

T  1   He  dies,  he  dies,  alas  !  he  dies ; 
The  pure  celestial  spirit  flies  : 
The  star,  that  shone  with  beams  so  bright. 
Forever  veiled  from  mortal  sight  ! 

2  The  friends  of  truth  and  knowledge  mourn; 
The  virtues  weep  around  his  urn  : 

His  death  has  hushed  the  voice  of  mirth, 
And  mingled  sighs  proclaim  his  worth. 

3  Yet,  mighty  God,  thy  will  be  done  ; 
Our  friend  his  destined  course  had  run  : 

c   With  tears  of  joy  we  see  him  rise 
To  happier  scenes  aboxe  the  skies. 

4  His  footsteps.  Lord,  may  we  pursue  ; 
His  bright  example  keep  in  view  : 
Imbibe  the  same  seraphic  zeal, 

To  do  oiu-  heavenly  Father's  will. 

5  And  thus,  when  death  shall  close  our  days, 
IMay  these  our  sighs  be  changed  to  praise 
To  Him,  whose  name  is  still  our  trust, 
When  feeble  flesh  returns  to  dust. 

Frisbic,  ]VIiddIebury. 


286  HUMAN  FllAILTY. 

HYMN  431.     s.  M. 

t    1   Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece 
Is  this  our  mortal  frame  ! 
Our  life,  how  poor  a  trifle  't  Is, 
That  scarce  deserves  the  name  ! 

2  Yes,  it  was  brittle  clay. 
That  built  our  bodies  first ; 

And  ev^ery  month,  and  every  day, 
'T  is  mouldering  back  to  dust. 

3  Time,  like  a  mighty  stream, 
Bears  all  its  suns  away. 

They  scarce  survive  the  morning  dream, 
That  dies  at  opening  day. 

m  4  Well,  if  our  days  must  fly, 

We  '11  keep  their  end  in  sight ; 
We  '11  spend  them  all  in  wisdom's  way, 
And  let  them  speed  their  flight. 

c    5   Sooner  they  '11  waft  us  o'er 
This  life's  tempestuous  sea  ; 
And  land  us  safely  on  the  shore 
Of  blessed  eternity. 

Watchman. 

HYMN  432.     7s.  m. 

s    1   Sinful  man  is  doomed  to  death. 

Soon  to  yield  his  vital  breath. 
t        While  w^e  live,  we  live  to  mourn  j 

When  we  die,  to  dust  return. 

2  Formed  at  first  of  feeble  clay. 
All  we  are  must  fade  away. 
Life,  a  frail  and  tender  flower, 
Scarce  survives  the  morning  hour. 


DEATH  AND  JUDGMENT.  287 

3  Yet  how  much  on  Hfe  depends  ! 

Joy,  which  mortal  thought  transcends  ! 
»S>      Pains  too  great  for  words  to  tell ! 
Joys  of  heaven,  or  pains  of  hell ! 

T  4  Teach  us.  Lord,  how  frail  we  are  ; 
Keep  our  feet  from  every  snare ; 
Be  our  portion,  while  we  live  ; 
All  our  numerous  sins  forgive. 

5   When  we  pass  the  shades  of  death, 
O,  support  our  trembling  faith  : 
a       Let  us  then  thy  mercy  see  ; 

Leave  the  earth,  to  dwell  with  thee. 

Fairfax,  Norwich,  Abbot. 

HYMN  433.     c.  m. 

1  Children  of  men,  the  tomb  survey, 

Where  you  must  quickly  dwell. 
Hark  !  how  the  awful  summons  sounds 
In  every  funeral  knell ! 

2  Once  you  must  die,  and  once  for  all ; 

The  solemn  purport  weigh  : 
For  O,  what  joy  or  grief  depends 
On  that  eventful  day. 

3  Eyes,  that  in  death  have  long  been  closed, 

Must  wake,  the  Judge  to  see  ; 
And  every  word,  and  every  thought 
Must  pass  his  scrutiny. 

4  Lord,  may  we  then  thy  mercy  share, 

And  find  our  Judge  our  friend ; 
And  far  beyond  the  reach  of  death 
With  all  thy  saints  ascend. 

16|  2     Nar.nretli,  Dedham. 


288  JUDGMENT. 

HYMN  434.     l.  m. 

1  Arise,  my  soul,  extend  thy  wings 
Beyond  the  verge  of  mortal  things  : 
s        Think  on  the  great  and  awful  day, 
When  this  vain  world  shall  pass  away. 

»S  2  The  wreck  of  nature  all  around, 

The  angel's  shout,  the  trumpet's  sound 
Loud  the  descending  Judge  proclaim, 
And  echo  his  tremendous  name. 

3  Ye  sons  of  Adam,  all  appear, 
The  great  decisive  sentence  hear  ; 
For  as  his  lips  pronounce,  ye  go 
To  realms  of  bliss,  or  realms  of  wo. 

4  In  prospect,  Lord,  may  we  survey 
This  awful  scene,  from  day  to  day  : 

c       Thus  may  thy  grace  our  souls  prepare 
To  meet  their  full  redemption  there. 

3     Bath,  Green's  Hundredth. 

HYMN  435.     c.  p.  m. 

g  1   Hear,  O  ye  dead  !  awake,  arise. 

The  sounding  trumpet  shakes  the  skies ; 

The  awful  Judge  is  near ; 
Angels  of  light  attend  him  down. 
And  flaming  round  his  fiery  throne, 

A  thousand  terrors  glare. 

S  2  Pale  guilt  looks  up  in  sad  amaze  ; 
She  trembles  while  the  terrors  blaze, 

And  conscience  tells  her  doom: 
Struck  with  unutterable  dread. 
The  sinner  fain  would  hide  his  head, 
And  shrink  within  the  tomb. 


JUDGMENT.  289 

3  But  ye,  his  hnppy  saints,  rejoice  ; 
No  terrors  hath  the  Monarch's  voice, 

His  looks  n(j  frowns  for  yon  : 
He  will  your  happy  souls  convey 
To  realms  of  everlasting  day. 

To  joys  forever  new. 

4  '  Come,  all  ye  blessed  of  God,'  he  cries  ; 
'  In  shining  triumph  mount  the  skies, 

To  nobler  worlds  above  : 
There  shall  ye  share  my  hlissful  sight, 
And  taste  the  fullness  of  delight. 

In  my  eternal  love.' 

Aithlone. 


HYMN  436.     8s.  &  7s. 

1  Lo,  he  comes,  from  heaven  descending, 

Sent  to  judge  both  quick  and  dead  ; 
'Mid  ten  thousand  saints  and  nngels, 

See  our  great  exalted  Head  : 
Hallelujah  !  welcome,  welcome,  son  of  God  ! 

2  Full  of  awful  expectation. 

All  before  the  Judge  appear : 
Truth  and  justice  go  before  him. 

Now  the  joyful  sentence  hear. 
Hallelujah  !  welcome,  welcome.  Judge  divine. 

3  '  Come,  ye  blessed  of  God,  my  Father, 

Enter  into  life  and  joy  ; 
Banish  all  your  fear  and  sorrow  ; 

Endless  praise  be  your  employ. 
Hallelujah!  welcome,  welcome,  to  the  skies  ! ' 

17  Greece,  Heliusley. 


290  JUDGMENT. 

HYMN  437.     c.  m. 

5^  1  When  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air, 
And  tempests  rend  the  skies  ; 
While  blended  ruin,  clouds,  and  fire, 

In  harsh  disorder  rise  :  ^ 

G  2  Confiding,  Lord,  In  thee  we  '11  stand,  t 

And  strike  a  tuneful  song  ; 
Our  harps  all  trembling  in  the  hand. 
And  all  inspired  the  tongue. 
c  3  Come  quickly,  blessed  Lord,  appear, 
O  bid  thy  chariot  fly ; 
Let  angels  tell  thy  coming  near. 
And  bear  our  souls  on  high. 

A  4    Around  thy  wheels,  in  that  glad  throng, 
We  '11  bear  a  joyful  part ; 
While  hallelujahs  fill  the  tongue, 
And  raptures  fill  the  heart. 

Christmas,  Nottingham. 

HYMN  438.     l.  m. 

S  1  The  day  approaches,  O  my  soul, 
The  eventful  hour  must  soon  arrive. 
When  thou  must  stand  before  thy  Judge, 
To  every  hope  or  fear  alive. 

2  Think  then,  O  think,  how  much  depends 
On  that  august,  that  dreadful  hour. 
Prepare,  my  soul,  to  meet  thy  God 

In  all  his  awful  pomp  and  power. 

3  For  all  thy  talents,  all  thy  gifts, 

A  strict  account  must  then  be  given ; 
And  those,  who  live  remiss  on  earth. 
Will  seek  in  vain  the  bliss  of  heaven. 

1     Medway,  Monmouth,  St  Peter's. 


PURITY   OF   HEAVEN. 

HYMN  439.     l.  m. 

s  1   Heaven  is  a  pure  and  awful  place, 
Whore  God  in  all  his  ,i!;lory  reigns. 

m     Who  shall  approach  bO  near  his  face, 
And  sing  his  name  in  endless  strains  ? 

2  Those,  who  on  earth  have  walked  by  faith  ; 
That  laith,  which  operates  by  love  ; 
Who  have  inspired  a  heavenly  breath, 
And  felt  and  lived,  like  saints  above. 

s  3  Sinners  shall  ne'er  behold  his  face, 

Nor  join  to  sing  the  angelic  strains. 

Heaven  is  a  pure  and  awful  place, 

Where  God  in  all  his  glory  reigns. 

4        Saybrook,  Rothwell,  Warrington. 

HYMN  440.     c.  m. 

1  Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky, 
And  all  the  region  peace  : 
No  wanton  lips,  nor  envious  eye, 
Can  see,  or  taste  the  bhss. 

5  2  None  shall  obtain  admittance  there, 
But  men  of  spotless  fame  : 
Those  holy  gates  forever  bar. 
Pollution,  sin,  and  shame. 

c  3  Christ  will  his  trembling  saints  revive, 

s         But  sinners'  hopes  confound  : 

The  hypocrite  in  vain  shall  strive 

To  tread  the  heavenly  ground. 

2     Ded'uam,  Nazareth. 


291 


292  DYING  SINNER. 

HYMN  441.     7s.  M. 

s  1  Wretched  sinner,  where 's  thy  gain? 
All  thy  triumphs,  ah,  how  vain  ! 
All  thy  dear  bought  joys  are  fled  ; 
All  thy  hopes  are  turned  to  dread. 

i  2  Lo,  thy  final  day  is  come  ; 

Deadly  chills  thy  powers  benumb  : 
Frozen  all  the  streams  of  hfe, 
Nature  soon  must  yield  the  strife. 

5  3  Yet  one  moral  powder  awakes ; 

Conscience  now  in  thunder  speaks. 
Conscience  now,  though  long  remiss, 
Draws  the  veil  from  hell's  abyss. 

4  O,  what  horrors  cloud  the  scene  ! 
Scarce  one  ray  of  light  between ! 
Guilt  and  folly  stain  the  past ; 
All  before  a  hideous  waste. 

I  5  Gracious  God,  thine  arm  reveal ; 
O,  forgive  and  save  him  still  ; 
Soothe  his  soul  in  deep  dismay  ; 
Wash,  O.  wash  his  sins  away. 

s  6  Warned  by  such  a  scene  of  wo, 

Let  the  living  tremble  too ; 

m     Walk  by  faith,  and  not  by  sight ; 

Live  on  earth,  as  sons  of  light. 

FaiiTax,  Norwich,  Abbot. 

HYMN  442.     s.  m. 

s  1   God  in  his  mercy  calls, 
Let  careless  souls  attend  : 
Let  giddy  youth,  and  guilty  age, 
Their  sinful  ways  amend. 


NOW  THE  ACCEPTED  TIME.  293 

m  2  Pardon  is  offered  now, 

TliroLi^b  Jesus  Christ  our  Lord  ; 
And  all  who  seek  their  God  in  truth, 
Siiall  reap  a  rich  reward. 

3  Those  who  have  wandered  long, 
May  yet  acceptance  find: 

The  God  of  grace  is  w^aiting  still, 
To  mercy  still  inclined. 

4  Now  is  the  accepted  time  ; 
Behold  the  day  of  grace  : 

Today  submit  to  heaven's  command, 
And  life  and  peace  embrace. 

Watchman. 

HYMN  443.     c.  m. 

4-   1   Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear  ; 
Repent,  thy  end  is  nigh. 
Death,  at  the  farthest,  can't  be  far : 
O,  think,  before  thou  die. 

2  Reflect,  thou  hast  a  soul  to  save  : 

Thy  kins  how  high  they  mount ! 
Whilt  are  th\'  hopes  beyond  the  grave  ? 
How  stands  that  dread  account  ? 

3  When  death  arrives,  there's  no  defence; 

His  time  there  's  none  can  name. 
Soon  may  he  come,  and  bear  thee  hence, 
In  all  thy  guilt  and  shame. 

4  Today  the  gospel  calls ;  today 
c  Tt  kindly  calls  to  you  ; 

s        SinnC'r,  fOrsake  each  evil  way, 
c  And  mercy  will  ensue. 

17*  2     Barby,Newto.., 


294  IMPORTANCE   OF  TIME. 


HYMN  444. 


L.  M. 


1   God  of  eternity,  from  thee 
Did  infant  time  its  being  draw: 
Moments  and  days,  and  months  and  years 
Revolve  by  thy  unvaried  law. 

s   2  Silent,  but  swift  they  glide  away  ; 
Steady  and  strong  the  current  flows, 
Till  in  eternity  absorbed, 
The  boundless  gulf,  from  which  it  rose. 

3  Thousands  with  scarce  one  serious  thought, 
Before  the  rapid  stream,  are  borne 

On  to  their  everlasting  home. 

The  country  whence  there  's  no  return. 

4  Yet,  while  the  shore  on  either  side, 
Presents  a  gaudy,  flattering  show, 
Lost  in  the  enchanting  view,  they  pass, 
Nor  heed  the  world  to  which  they  go. 

5  Fountain  of  wisdom,  teach  our  hearts 
To  know  the  price  of  every  hour : 

c        Time  then  shall  bear  us  on  io  joys. 

Beyond  its  bounds,  beyond  its  power. 

4     Roth  well,  Saybrook. 


HYMN  445. 


L.   M. 


1  O  time,  how  few  thy  value  weigh  ! 
How  few  will  estimate  a  day  ! 

Days,  months,  and  years,  are  rolling  on, 
The  soul  neglected,  lost,  undone. 

2  In  painful  cares,  or  empty  joys. 
Our  life  its  precious  hours  destroys  ; 
While  death  is  ever  near  our  side, 
And  prompt  to  stop  the  living  tide. 


IMPORTANCE  OF  TIME.  295 

3   'T  was  not  for  tliis,  yc  mortal  race, 
Your  Maker  gave  you  here  a  place  : 
'T  was  for  this,  ills  tliou,G;ht  dcsit^ncd 
The  iVaiiie  of  }oiir  immoital  inind. 

771  4  For  nohler  cares,  for  joys  sublime, 
He  fashioned  all  the  sons  of  time; 
Sojourners  here,  but  soon  to  be 
The  heirs  of  immortality. 

5  Then  let  us  every  day  review, 

And  never  fail  to  search  it  through ; 

And  while  probation's  minutes  last, 

Let  every  day  amend  the  past. 

1     lianibuig,  Medway,  Monmouth. 

HYMN  446.     c.  m. 

s  1  Time  is  a  rich,  but  transient  gift; 
How  soon  the  phantom  flics  ! 
Our  years,  and  months,  and  days,  and  hours, 
Lord,  teach  us  well  to  prize. 

m  2   All  that  is  good  in  future  worlds. 
Should  be  secured  in  this : 
Each  hour,  each  moment,  well  applied, 
Au2;ments  our  final  bliss. 

5  3  So  does  each  hour  that  runs  to  waste, 
Increase  our  dread  account : 
Of  all  our  days  and  hours  mispent, 
Alas,  how  great  the  amount ! 

i    4   O,  may  we  bear  in  mind,  how  soon 

Our  time  on  earth  will  end  ; 

And  let  each  fleeting  day  we  pass 

Our  former  li\'es  amend. 
17|  2    Dcdham,  Nazareth. 


296  IMPORTANCE  OF  TIME. 

HYMN  447.     l.  m. 

s    1  That  awful  hour  will  soon  appear, 
Swift  on  the  wings  of  time  it  flies, 
When  all  that  pains  or  pleases  here, 
Shall  cease  to  interest  our  eyes. 

2  Think,  O  our  souls,  how  much  depends 
On  a  short  hour,  or  transient  day. 
Shall  time,  which  heaven  in  mercy  lends. 
Be  negligently  thrown  away? 
a  3  The  remnant  minutes  strive  to  use ; 

Rouse  into  action  every  power  ; 
s      And  not  in  dreams  and  trifles  lose 
This  little,  this  important  hour. 

4  O,  teach  us,  Lord,  with  heavenly  skill, 
Life  and  its  various  gifts  t'  improve ; 
And  while  our  days  are  shortening  still, 
Prepare  our  souls  for  joys  above. 

Old  Hundred. 

HYMN  448.     c.  m. 

s    1  The  time  draws  near,  when  thou,  my  soul. 
Thy  last  account  must  give  ; 
When  all  thy  life  shall  be  surveyed 
By  Him,  who  bade  thee  live. 

2  How  many  precious  w'eeks  I  've  lost ! 

How  many  years  mispent ! 
How  much  o'erlooked  my  grand  concern  ! 
On  trifles  how  intent ! 

3  O,  may  the  slothful  servant's  doom 

My  holy  care  excite  ; 

Each  talent  may  I  well  improve, 

c  And  in  thj'  work  delight. 

Canterbury,  Stephen's,  Dunchurch. 


EARLY  PIETY.  297 

HYMN  449.     s.  m. 

a  1  Welcome  the  humblest  flowers, 
Which  meet  us  first  in  spring  : 
So  to  our  God  our  new  born  powers 
In  sacrifice  we  bring. 

2  Fair  is  the  flush  of  morn, 
And  fair  the  bloom  of  youth ; 

Graces  more  fair  the  child  adorn, 
Who  know^s  and  loves  the  truth. 

3  How  we  delight   to  view 
A  tree  of  infant  size, 

Bending  with  fruit  of  richest  hue, 
IMaturcd  by  fav^oring  skies  ! 

4  Thus  let  us  early  give 

Our  hearts,  O  God,  to  thee  : 

Serve  thee  with  pleasure  while  we  live, 

From  sin  and  folly  free. 

3     Fairfield,  SouthficlJ. 

HYMN  450.     s.  m.  a. 

c   1   Ye  infants  and  children,  draw  near. 
The  voice  of  instruction  attend  ; 
To  lessons  of  wisdom  and  virtue  give  ear. 
And  make  your  Creator  your  friend. 

2  Your  Fadier  in  heaven  requires 
Your  early  devotion  and  love  : 

From  sinful  enjoyments  withhold  your  desires, 
And  set  your  affections  above. 

3  From  God  all  your  blessings  descend  ; 
To  him  your  best  service  be  given  : 

a  Thus  pleasure  and  safety  this  life  shall  attend. 

And  bring  you  triumphant  to  heaven. 

Froome,  Suttou. 


298  EARLY  PIETY. 


HYMN  451. 


C.  p.  M. 


a   1   Amid  the  gayest  scenes  of  youth, 
The  voice  of  everlasting  truth 

Demands  your  first  regard  : 
While  earthly  schemes  your  zeal  inspire, 
Let  no  corrupt  nor  vain  desire, 

Your  heavenly  course  retard. 

2  Though  earth  array  herself  in  charms, 
Or  thunder  out  her  fierce  alarms, 

Be  calm  and  soher  still. 
The  paths  of  truth  and  virtue  shine, 
With  riches,  honors,  joys  divine, 

Your  every  wish  to  fill. 

3  Your  warmest  thoughts  be  fixed  on  heaven ; 
To  God  your  happiest  hours  be  given. 

Your  early,  constant  friend  j 
From  whom  your  joys  and  pleasures  flow ; 
Whose  love  can  soothe  in  every  wo, 

In  death  itself  defend. 

Rapture,  Clyde. 

HYMN  452.     c.  m. 

c  1  In  all  the  gayest  scenes  of  youth. 

In  nature's  smiling  bloom, 
t       Ere  age  arrive,  and  trembling  wait 

Its  summons  to  the  tomb  : 

c  2  Remember  thy  Creator,  God, 
For  him  thy  powers  employ, 
And  make  him  all  thy  hope  and  fear. 
Thy  confidence  and  joy. 


TRIALS    OF   YOUTH. 


299 


3  He  '11  guide  and  guard  thy  dangerous  course 

Through  life's  uncertain  sea  ; 

Till  thou  art  landed  on  the  shore 

or  blessed  eternity. 

Dundee. 

*  HYMN  453.     c.  m. 

1  Placed  on  the  verge  of  youth,  my  mind 

Life's  opening  scene  surveyed  : 
I  viewed  its  ills  of  various  kind 
Afflicted  and  afraid : 

2  But  chief  my  fear  the  dangers  moved, 

That  virtue's  path  inclose  ; 
My  heart  the  wise  pursuit  approved, 
But  O,  what  toils  oppose  ! 

3  For  see,  while  yet  her  unknown  ways 

\N'ith  doubtful  steps  I  tread, 
A  hostile  world  its  terrors  raise, 
Its  snares  delusive  spread. 

4  O,  how  shall  I,  with   heart  prepared, 

Those  terrors  learn  to  meet  ? 
How  from  the  thousand  snares  to  guard 
My  inexperienced  feet  ? 

5  Let  faith  suppress  each  rising  fear, 

Each  anxious  doubt  exclude  : 
My  Maker's  will  has  placed  me  here, 
A  Maker  wise  and  good. 

6  He  to  my  every  trial  knows 

Its  just  restraint  to  give  ; 
Attentive  to  behold  my  woes, 
And  faithful  to  relieve. 


300  OLD  AGE.       RESURRECTION. 

HYMN  454.     l.  m. 

1  Father  of  all,  thy  name  I  sing, 
To  thee  ray  humble  praises  bring. 

Thy  grace  shall  tune  my  faltering  voice, 
And  make  my  withered  powers  rejoice. 

2  When  I  review  my  former  days, 
i^nd  meditate  on  all  thy  ways, 

A  coundess  train  of  mercies  rise. 
And  wake  anew  my  glad  surprise. 

3  E&rly  I  knew  thy  word  of  truth, 
The  best  support  of  age  or  youth ; 
My  infant  cries  thy  pity  moved. 
And  every  year  thy  goodness  proved. 

4  Now,  Ss  I  'ra  old  and  feeble.  Lord, 
Thine  all  sufficient  grace  afford  : 
Support  the  steps  of  trembling  age, 
Till  called  to  quit  this  mortal  stage. 

5  And  in  the  last,  the  expiring  hour. 
Renew  my  soul  with  life  and  power. 
To  rise,  and  sing  a  loftier  lay, 
When  nature  knows  no  more  decay. 

Green's  Hundredth,  Bath. 

HYMN  455.     c.  m. 

1  L6,  we  behold  the  scattering  shades. 
The  dawn  of  heaven  appears; 
The  sweet  imtnortal  morning  spreads 
Its  blushes  round  the  spheres. 
g  2  We  see  the  Lord  of  glory  come, 
And  flaming  guards  around  ; 
The  skies  divide  to  make  him  room  ; 
The  trumpet  shakes  the  ground. 


EMBLEMS    OF    THK  RESURRECTION.  301 

3  We  hear  the  voice,  *  Ye  dead,  arise,' 
And  lo,  the  dead  obey; 
a     And  waking  saints,  with  joyful  eyes, 
Salute  tlie  expected  day. 

ji  4  Mow  will  our  joy  and  wonder  rise, 
When  our  returning  King 
Shall  bear  us  homeward  through  the  skies, 
On  love's  triumphant  wing ! 

Bethlehem,  Tolland. 

HYMN  456.    c.  m. 

t   1   Ali>  nature  dies,  and  lives  again  ; 
The  flowers,  that  paint  the  field. 
The  trees  that  crown  the  mountain's  brow, 
And  boughs  and  blossoms  yield  ;  ^ 

2  Resign  each  fair,  engaging  form,  ( 

At  winter's  stormy  blast. 
And  leave  the  naked  leafless  plain 
A  desolating  waste. 

^  3  Yet  soon  reviving  plants  and  flowers 
Anew  shall  deck  the  plain  ; 
The  woods  shall  hear  the  voice  of  spring. 
And  flourish  green  again. 

4  Thus  man  must  fade,  decay,  and  die. 
And  sleep  in  death's  dark  gloom, 
c       Until  the  eternal  morning  wake 
The  slumbers  of  the  tomb. 
5   O,  may  the  grave  become  to  us 
The  bed  of  peaceful  rest. 
Whence  we  shall  gladly  rise  at  length. 
And  mingle  with  the  blessed. 

1     Duiichurch,  Dundee. 


302  SPUING. 

HYMN  457.     l.  m. 

c  1  The  wintry  storms  have  ceased  to  roar, 
The  northern  blast  is  felt  no  more, 
The  smiling  sun  returns  again, 
And  mirth  and  beauty  cheer  the  plain. 

a  2  The  opening  bud,  the  fragrant  flower. 
Afford  new  charms  for  every  hour  ; 
While  man  and  beast  and  bird  conspire 
In  one  harmonious  happy  choir. 
3  Benignant  God,  the  work  is  thine ; 
These  joyous  scenes  are  all  divine  : 
The  rolling  sun  obeys  thy  word. 
And  winds  and  waters  own  thee.  Lord. 

c  4  And  thou  canst  soothe  the  fiercer  winds, 
That  chill  and  overcloud  our  minds  ; 
The  wintry  storm  within  allay. 
And  give  our  souls  a  vernal  day. 

5  A  few  more  days,  or  rapid  years 

Will  end  our  present  sighs  and  tears, 

a       And  tune  the  pious  heart  to  sing 

The  joys  of  everlasting  spring. 

1     Hague,  Enfield,  Fawcett. 

HYMN  458.     c.  m. 

c  1  When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale, 
And  blossoms  deck  the  spray. 
And  fragrance  breathes  in  every  gale, 
How  sweet  the  vernal  day  ! 

2  Hark,  how  the  feathered  warblers  sing ! 
'T  is  nature's  cheerful  voice  ; 
Soft  music  hails  the  lovely  spring. 
And  woods  and  fields  rejoice. 


SPRING  OR    SUMMER.  303 

3  Tlien  let  my  wondering  heart  confess, 

With  gralitiule  and  love, 
The  bounteous  iiand  tliat  deigns  to  bless 
The  garden,  field,  and  grove. 

4  That  bounteous  hand  my  thoughts  adore, 

Beyond  expression  kind, 
a     Ilath  better,  nobler  gifts  in  store. 
To  bless  the  immortal  mind. 

1     Christmas,  Saco,  Winter. 


HYMN  459. 


C.  M. 


c   1   Behold  the  fields  in  bright  array. 
Adorned  with  various  flowers  ; 
Behold  a  thousand  sportive  things 
Enjoy  the  passing  hours. 

t  2  But  ah,  how  soon  the  scene  must  change  ! 
These  flowers  must  fade  and  die. 
And  every  voice  of  mirth  be  hushed 
Beneath  a  chilling  sky. 

3  So  all  the  glow  of  youth  must  fade, 
Its  pleasures  soon  decay  : 
The  wheels,  that  roll  the  seasons  on, 
Bear  life  itself  away. 

c  4  But  nature  still  her  course  pursues. 
Nor  meets  a  final  doom  : 
To  winter,  spring  anew  succeeds. 
And  earth  anew  shall  bloom. 

5  So  man,  decayed  and  long  consumed, 
Shall  rise  to  life  again  ; 
By  faith  in  Him,  who  sin  subdues, 
To  endless  life  attain. 

1     St  John's,  Howard's,  Bedford. 


304  AUTUMN  AND  WINTER. 

HYMN  460.     c.  m.  a. 

t  1   Another  brief  summer  has  taken  its  flight, 
The  phantom  no  longer  appears, 
No  longer  its  beauties  our  vision  delight, 
Nor  melodies  gladden  our  ears. 

2  The  flowers  are  all  faded  and  withered  away. 

Their  odors  regale  us  no  more. 
Frail  graces  and  pleasures,  that  quickly  decay 
When  all  the  delusion  is  o'er  ! 

3  How  naked  the  forest,  so  lately  arrayed 

In  robes  of  the  liveliest  green  ! 
What  glooms  the  fair  visage  of  nature  o'ershade  ! 
How  silent  and  cheerless  the  scene  ! 

4  But  wherefore  this  sadness  for  nature's  decays  ? 
c  The  Author  of  nature  survives, 

W^ho  still  is  entitled  to  glory  and  praise 
In  every  event  of  our  lives. 

5  His  power  is  unchanging  ;  his  mercy  endures 

To  endless  duration  the  same  : 
His  promise  protection  and  comfort  ensures 
To  all  who  confide  in  his  name. 

Burlord,  Buckingham. 

HYMN  461.     L.  M. 

t  1   The  blooming  summer  now  is  past; 
The  cheerful  harvest  hours  are  o'er  : 
The  fields  present  a  dreary  waste, 
W^here  nature  smiles  and  charms  no  more. 
2  The  sun  withdraws  his  powerful  beams, 
And  night  extends  her  dark  domain  : 
Increasing  cold  congeals  the  streams, 
And  snows  enshroud  the  bhghted  plain. 


WINTER.  305 

3  So  there's  a  winter  too  in  life, 
When  all  the  flowers  of  youth  decay  ; 
And  all  the  fruits  of  toil  and  strife, 
Like  withered  leaves,  are  driven  away. 

4  In  that  dread  season,  mighty  God, 
Thy  cheering  influence  o'er  me  shed  ; 
Be  thou  my  sun,  my  safe  abode. 
From  every  storm  protect  my  head. 

5  Thy  mercy  cheered  my  youthful  days ; 
From  sorrow  thou  alone  canst  save  : 
Let  mercy  guide  my  future  ways. 

Till  1  shall  find  a  peaceful  grave. 

Miudlebury,  Frisbie. 

HYMN  462.     l.  m. 

1  Great  God,  at  whose  all-powerful  call. 
At  first  arose  this  beauteous  frame, 
Thou  bidst  the  seasons  change,  and  all 
The  changing  seasons  speak  thy  name. 

2  Thy  bounty  bids  the  infant  year. 
From  wintry  storms  recovered,  rise  ; 
When  thousand  grateful  scenes  appear, 
Fresh  opening  to  our  wondering  eyes. 

3  Alofi,  full  beaming,  reigns  the  sun, 
And  light  and  genial  heat  conveys  ; 
And,  while  he  leads  the  seasons  on, 
From  thee  derives  his  quickening  rays. 

4  Indulgent  God,  from  every  part. 

Thy  plenteous  blessings  largely  flow ; 
We  see,  we  taste  ;  let  every  heart 
With  grateful  love  and  duty  glow. 

17J  1     Timsbury. 


306  THE  SEASONS. 

HYMN  463.     h.  m. 

1  Rejoice  ;  the  Lord  is  king; ; 
Your  Lord  and  King  adore  : 
Ye  sons  of  Adam,  sing, 
And  triumph  evermore. 

Lift  up  your  hearts,  hft  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

2  He  wakes  the  genial  spring. 
Perfumes  the  balmy  air  ; 
The  vales  their  tribute  bring  ; 
All  regions  own  his  care. 

Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice  ; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

3  He  leads  the   circling  year, 
His  flocks  the  hihs  adorn  ; 
He  fills  the  golden  ear. 

And  loads  the  fields  with  corn. 
O  happy  mortals,  raise  your  voice; 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

4  Lead  on  your  fleeting  train. 
Ye  years,  ye  months,  and  days  : 
O  bring  th'  ethereal  reign 

Of  love,  and  joy,  and  praise. 
Lift  up  your  hearts,  lift  up  your  voice, 
Rejoice,  in  sacred  lays  rejoice. 

Shaftsbury,  Portsmouth. 

HYMN  464.     c.  m. 

1  The  heavenly  spheres  to  thee,  O  God, 
Attune  the  adoring  hymn  ; 
All-wise,  all-holy,  thou  art  praised 
In  song  of  seraphim. 


TtlE  SEASONS.  307 

2  Unnumbered  systems,  suns,  and  worlds 

Unite  to  worship  thee  ; 
While  thy  majestic  greatness  fills 
Space,  time,  eternity. 

3  A  song  of  gratitude  is  sung 

By  spring's  awakening  hours ; 
And  summer  offers  round  thy  shrine 
Its  earliest,  loveliest  flowers. 

4  Lo,  autumn  brings  its  ripened  fruits, 

In  glorious  luxury  given  ; 
While  winter's  silver  heights  reflect 
Thy  brightness  back  to  heaven. 

5  Inspired  with  holy  raptures.  Lord, 

Let  men  thine  altars  throng ; 

And,  while  the  seasons  run  their  rounds, 

Their  grateful  hymns  prolong. 

1     Christmas,  Eustis,  Saco. 


*HYMN  465.     7s.  m. 

a   1  Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 
For  the  love  that  crowns  our  days ! 
Bounteous  Source  of  every  joy, 
Let  diy  praise  our  tongues  employ. 

2  All  diat  spring,  with  generous  hand. 
Scatters  o'er  the  smiling  land  ; 
All  that  liberal  autumn  pours 
From  her  rich  o'erflowing  stores  : 
18 


308  -A  BIRTH  DAY,  OR  NEW  TEAK. 

3  These  to  thee,  our  God,  we  owe, 
Source  whence  all  our  blessings  flow ; 
And  for  these  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise. 

s    4  Yet  should  rising  whirlwinds  tear 
From  its  stem  the  ripening  ear  ; 
Though  the  sickening  flocks  should  fall^ 
And  the  herds  desert  the  stall : 

5  Should  thine  altered  hand  restrain 
The  early  and  the  latter  rain  ; 
Blast  each  opening  bud  of  joy, 
And  the  rising  year  destroy  : 

c  6  Still  to  thee  our  souls  shall  raise 
Grateful  vows  and  solemn  praise  5 
And,  when  every  blessing  's  flown, 
Love  thee  for  thyself  alone. 

HYMN  466.     s.  m. 

(c    1   All  hail  the  smiling  rays 
Of  this  my  natal  day  ! 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  sound  His  praise, 
Who  formed  this  living  clay.) 

2  How  many  tranquil  years 
I've  passed  beneath  His  care, 

Whose  love  has  oft  assuaged  my  fears, 
And  heard  my  fervent  prayer  ! 

3  My  soul,  with  humble  joy, 
Review  the  season  past. 

Let  thankful  songs  my  lips  employ, 
While  life  and  being  last. 


NEW    TEAR.  309 

4  My  father's  God,  on  thee 
My  only  hofjes  depend  : 

From  every  sin  preserve  me  free, 
From  every  ill  defend. 

5  With  thee  I  leave  my  cares. 
To  thee  my  soul  entrust ; 

To  thee  devote  my  future  years, 

Till  nature  sleep  in  dust. 

1     Athol,  Hudson,  Bolton. 

HYMN  467.     c.  m. 

s    1   And  noiv,  my  soul,  another  year 
Of  my  short  life  is  past. 
I  cannot  long  continue  here, 
And  this  may  be  my  last. 

2  Pirt  of  my  doubtful  life  is  gone, 

Nor  will  return  again ; 
And  swift  my  fleeting  moments  run, 
The  few,  which  yet  remain. 

3  Awake,  my  soul,  with  all  thy  care, 

Thy  true  condition  learn. 
What  are  th}'  hopes,  how  sure,  how  fair  ? 
And  what  thy  great  concern  ? 

4  Now  a  new  space  of  life  begins ; 

Set  out  afresh  for  heaven ; 
Seek  pardon  for  thy  former  sins, 
Through  Christ,  so  freely  given. 

5  Devoutly  yield  thyself  to  God, 

And  on  his  grace  depend. 
Witii  zeal  pursue  the  heavenly  road. 
Nor  doubt  a  happy  end. 

Bangor,  Windsor. 


310  NEW  YEAR.        PUBLIC   FAST. 

HYMN  468.     7s.  m. 

s    1  While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
Hastened  through  the  former  year, 
Many  souls  their  race  have  run, 
Never  more  to  meet  us  here  : 

2  Fixed  in  their  eternal  state. 
They  have  done  with  all  below  : 
We  a  little  longer  wait ; 
Ah  !  how  little  none  can  know. 

c   3  Happy  souls,  who  fear  the  Lord, 
Time  is  not  too  swift  for  you  : 
When  your  Maker  gives  the  word, 
Gl^d  ye  '11  bid  the  world  adieu. 

4  Then  he  '11  wipe  away  your  tears, 
Near  himself  appoint  your  place. 
a       Swifter  fly,  ye  rolling  years  ; 
L6rd,  we  long  to  see  thy  face. 

Savannah,  Benevento, 


HYMN  469. 


C.   M. 


1  Lord,  grant  us  every  public  good, 
Our  common  wants  supply  : 
To  thee,  when  dangers  thicken  round. 
Permit  us  still  to  fly. 
m  2  Direct  the  course  of  nature  still. 
And  bless  the  current  year  : 
At  thy  command  the  opening  bud 
And  ripening  fruits  appear. 
3  May  earth,  and  air,  and  seas  conspire, 
T'  advance  the  public  wealth. 
And  every  change,  the  seasons  brings 
Prornote  the  general  health. 


THANKSGIVING.  311 

4  Preserve  the  weak  from  every  harm, 

And  plead  the  widow's  cause: 
Let  pride,  and  wrath,  and  wrong  be  checked 
By  wise  and  equal  laws. 

5  O,  bless  our  schools  of  learning,  Lord, 

And  teach  our  rising  race. 
And  train  thein  up  in  virtue's  school, 
To  dwell  before  thy  face. 

1     Stephen's,  Dunchurch. 

HYMN  470.     c.  m.  a. 

a  1   Be  joyful,  ye  servants  and  children  of  God, 
And  sing  of  his  mercy  and  might  : 
Widi  grateful  devotion,  attend  in  his  courts, 
While  duty  and  pleasure  invite. 

2  The  seasons  revolving  his  goodness  display  ; 
He  smiles  in  the  blossoms  of  spring  ; 
While  summer  and  autumn,  enriched  by  his  care, 
A  harvest  to  industry  bring. 

i    3  He  pardons  our  follies  and  cleanses  our  sins, 
Through  Jesus,  the  son  of  his  love  : 
His  gospel  assuages  our  sorrows  and  fears, 
a  And  guides  us  to  glory  above. 

t    4  Though  fruidess,we  long  have  neglected  his  grace, 
a  That  grace  still  abundant  is  given  : 

His  sabbath,  his  temple,  his  worship  remain, 
The  kindest  appointments  of  iieaven. 

A  5  With  hearts  overflowing  with  sacred  delight, 
We  '11  sound  forth  the  praise  of  our  God  : 
His  goodness  and  mercy  aloud  we  '11  extol, 
And  publish  his  glory  abroad. 

ly*  Swanwick,  St  Martin's. 


312  THANKSGIVING.       DEDICATION. 

HYMN  471.     L.  p.  M.  ' 

a  1   How  rich  thy  gifts,  Almighty  King  ! 
From  thee  our  pubhc  blessings  spring : 
The  extended  trade,  the  fruitful  skies, 
The  treasures  liberty  bestows, 
The  eternal  joys  the  gospel  shows, 
From  thine  unbounded  goodness  rise. 

2  Here  commerce  spreads  the  wealthy  store, 
That  pours  from  every  foreign  shore. 
And  various  arts  their  charms  display  : 
Religion  teaches  us  to  raise 
The  heart  and  voice  in  sacred  praise, 
As  truth  and  conscience  point  the  way. 

g  3  While  moon  and  stars  their  courses  run, 
Or  man  beholds  the  circling  sun, 
May  God  in  this  our  nation  reign ; 
Give  all  her  just  designs  success, 
With  peace  and  joy  her  borders  bless, 
And  all  her  sacred  rights  maintain. 

Martin's  Lane. 

HYMN  472.     h.  m. 

a  1  Lord,  wilt  thou  here  attend 
Thy  people's  humble  cries  ; 
And  hence  let  praise  ascend, 
And  reach  the  lofty  skies  : 
Here  may  thy  word  melodious  sound, 
And  spread  celestial  joys  around. 

2  Here  may  th'  attentive  throng 
Imbibe  thy  truth  and  love  ; 
And  converts  join  the  song 
Of  seraphim  above ; 


DEDICATION. 


313 


And  willing  crowds  surround  thy  board, 
With  sacred  joys,  and  sweet  accord. 
3  Here  may  our  unborn  sons 
And  daugliters  sound  thy  praise, 
And  shine,  like  precious  stones, 
Through  long  succeeding  days  : 
Here,  Lord,  display  thy  saving  power, 
While  temples  stand,  and  men  adore. 

HYMN  473.     l.  m. 

1  O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time 
The  lyre  of  Hebrew  bards  was  strung. 
Whom  kings  adored  in  song  sublime. 
And  prophets  praised  with  joyful  tongue  ; 

2  From  every  place  below  the  skies. 
The  grateful  song,  the  fervent  prayer, 
From  hearts  devoted.  Lord,  may  rise 
To  heaven,  and  find  acceptance  there. 

3  In  this  thy  house,  whose  doors  we  now 
For  social  worship  first  unfold. 

To  thee  the  suppliant  throng  shall  bow, 
While  circling  yeai  s  on  years  are  rolled. 

4  To  thee  shall  age,  with  snowy  liair. 
And  strength,  and  beauty  bend  the  knee. 
And  childhood  lisp  with  reverent  air, 

Its  praise  and  humble  prayer  to  thee. 

5  O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  time 
The  lyre  of  prophet  bards  was  strung, 
To  thee  at  last,  in  every  clime. 

Shall  temples  rise,  and  praise  be  sung. 

Old  Hundred. 
18t 


314  DEDICATION.       ORDINATION. 

HYMN  474.     l.  m. 

1  This  house,  to  thee  we  now  devote  ; 
Accept,  O  God,  and  own  it  thine  ; 
Within  these  walls  thy  name  record, 
And  here  dispense  thy  love  divine. 

2  Be  this  thy  rest,  thy  sure  abode, 
Where  we  may  come,  and  seek  thy  face  : 
O,  grant  us  here  with  thee  to  dwell. 

To  see  thy  power,  and  feel  thy  grace. 

3  In  weeks,  and  months,  and  years  remote. 

May  saints  still  throng  this  holy  place  : 

Lord,  teach  our  heirs  to  worship  here. 

When  we  in  heaven  review  thy  grace. 

1     Old  Hundred. 

HYMN  475.     c.  m. 

1  By  thine  unchanging  mercy.  Lord, 

We  still  enjoy  the  light; 
That  light,  which  beams  from  Zion's  hill. 
To  cheer  these  realms  of  night. 

2  Forever  sure  thy  word  remains. 

To  endless  years  the  sanie  : 
From  age  to  age  the  Church  survives. 
To  celebrate  thy  fame. 

^  3  What,  though  the  messengers  of  grace, 
Like  other  men,  decay  ? 
Resign  their  transitory  hves, 
And  moulder  back  to  clay  ? 

g  4  Thy  voice,  which  life  and  death  obey, 
Can  every  void  supply  ; 
The  long  succession  still  prolong, 
Till  time  and  nature  die. 


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ORDINATION.  315 

c  5  This  joyful  day,  these  solemn  rites 
Attest  thy  constant  care  ; 
Thine  eye  has  watched  this  orphan  flock  ; 
Thine  ear  has  heard  their  prayer. 

6  To  them  another  Pastor,  Lord, 

Thy  mercy  now  has  given  ; 

O,  make  him  long  their  joy  on  earth, 

Their  faitiiful  guide  to  heaven. 

1     Covington,  Kendall. 

HYMN  476.     l.  m. 

1  O  thou,*  who  art  ahove  all  height, 
Our  God,  our  Father,  and  our  hiend, 
Beneath  thy  throne  of  love  and  light, 
Let  thine  adoring  children  bend. 

2  We  kneel  in  praise,  that  here  is  set 
A  vine,  that  by  thj^  culture  grew  : 

We  kneel  in  prayer,  that  thou  wouldst  wet 
Its  opening  leaves  with  heavenly  dew. 

3  Since  thy  young  servant  now^  hath  given 
Himself,  his  powers,  his  hopes,  his  youth, 
To  the  great  cause  of  truth  and  heaven. 
Be  thou  his  guide,  O  God  of  truth. 

4  Here  may  his  doctrine  drop  hke  rain, 
His  speech  like  Hermon's  dew  distil, 
Til!  green  fields  smile,  and  golden  grain, 
Ripe  for  the  harvest,  waits  thy  will. 

5  And,  when  he  sinks  in  deadi,  by  care, 
Or  pain,  or  toil,  or  years  oppressed, 
O  God,  remember  then  our  prayer, 
And  take  his  spirit  to  thy  rest. 

Titnsbury. 


316  FOR  A  NEW  CHUBCH.       MISSIONS. 

HYMN  477.     c.  m. 

a  1  Thy  love  and  mercy,  gracious  God, 
Our  joyful  lips  shall  sing  : 
For  all  the  various  means  of  grace, 
To  thee  our  praise  we  bring. 

2  Thy  word,  like  precious  seed,  is  sown, 

And  heavenly  fruits  arise  : 
The  barren  regions  bloom  around, 
To  cheer  our  wishful  eyes. 

3  The  Church,  a  fair  immortal  vine, 

Puts  forth  new  branches  still : 
Preserve,  O  Lord,  this  tender  germ. 
To  grace  thy  holy  hill. 

4  May  Israel's  Shepherd  guard  this  flock, 
m  And  every  ill  avert : 

May  none,  by  sinful  arts  beguiled, 
This  christian  fold  desert. 

5  To  them  may  Pastors,  sent  by  thee, 

In  long  succession  rise  ; 

And  numerous  saints  be  fitted  here. 

To  dwell  above  the  skies. 

1     ChristmaSj  Saco. 

HYMN  478.     7s.  &  6s.  m. 

1  From  Greenland's  icy  mountains, 

From  India's  coral  strand. 
Where  Afric's  sunny  fountains 
Roll  down  their  golden  sand  ; 

2  From  many  an  ancient  river, 

From  many  a  palmy  plain, 
They  call  us  to  deliver 

Their  land  from  error's  chain. 


THE  ORIGINAL  SETTLEMENT  OF  OUR  COUNTRY.      317 

3  What,  thoii2;h  the  spicy  hreezes 

Blow  soft  o'er  Ceylon's  isle, 
Though  every  prospect  pleases, 

And  only  man  is  vile,  f 

4  In  vain  with  lavish  kindness  ^ 

The  gifts  of  God  are  strown  ; 
The  heathen  in  his  blindness 
Bows  down  to  wood  and  stone. 

5  Shall  we,  whose  souls  are  lighted 

By  wisdom  from  on  high. 
Shall  we  to  men   benighted 
The  lamp  of  life  deny  ? 

6  Salvation,  O  salvation. 

The  joyful  sound  proclaim. 
Till  earth's  remotest  nation 
Has  learnt  Messiah's  name. 

HYMN  479.     c.   m. 

c  I  To  Him,  from  whom  our  blessings  flow, 
Who  all  our  wants  supplies, 
This  day  the  choral  song  and  vow 
From  grateful  hearts  shall  rise. 

2  'T  was  He,  who  led  the  pilgrim  band 

Across  the  stormy  sea  : 
'T  was  He,  that  stayed  the  tyrant's  hand, 
And  set  an  empire  free, 

3  When  shivering  on  a  strand  unknown, 

O'erwhelmed  with  deep  distress, 
Our  Fathers  looked  to  God  alone, 
To  save,  protect,  and  bless. 

Medfield,  Mather'i. 


318  FOR  THE  COMMUNION  SERVICE. 

HYMN  480.     c.  m. 

c  1  Accept,  O  God,  the  praise  we  bring 
For  that  unbounded  grace. 
In  which  thy  love  and  power  combine, 
To  save  our  sinful  race. 

2  To  execute  this  great  design. 

Thy  blessed  Son  appears  ; 
The  terms  of  life  and  peace  proclaims, 
And  calms  our  anxious  fears. 

3  His  life  adorned  the  rules  he  taught, 

And  wins  our  souls  to  thee  : 
His  death  the  power  of  death  subverts, 
And  sets  his  captives  free. 

4  For  us  he  lived,  and  taught,  and  died ; 

The  toils  and  pains  he  bore, 
Redeem  our  souls  from  sin  and  death, 
And  all  our  hopes  restore. 

a  5  For  love  like  this,  let  mortal  tongues 

Their  loud  hosannas  raise  ; 

And  all  the  choirs  of  heaven  unite. 

To  swell  our  notes  of  praise. 

1     Mear,  Swanwick. 

HYMN  481.     s.  M. 

t  1   Behold  the  son  of  God 

Endures  the  bloody  death  ; 
Amid  a  thousand  torturing  pains. 

Pours  out  his  vital  breath. 
2  May  this  memorial  then 

Some  heavenly  grace  impart ; 
A  sight  of  Jesus  crucified 

May  well  affect  the  heart. 


FOR  THE  COMMUNION   SERVICE.  310 

m  3  In  grateful  wonder  lost, 
On  him  we  fix  oiu'  eyes  : 
In  him  that  mercy  shines  abroad, 
Whence  all  our  hopes  arise. 

a  4  Eternal  praise  be  given 

To  God,  our  heavenly  king  : 
Around  this  sacred  altar.  Lord, 
Thy  saving  grace  we  sing. 

c  5  The  name  of  Jesus  too 

Demands  a  thankful  song  : 
That  name  be  dear  to  every  heart, 
And  dwell  on  every  tongue. 

1     St  Thomas,  Shirland. 

HYMN  482.     c.  m. 

c  1   Father,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace, 
To  see  thy  glories  shine  : 
In  mercy.  Lord,  thy  table  bless, 
And  make  the  feast  divine. 

2  Here  we  receive  the  heavenly  bread  ; 

We  drink  the  sacred  cup  : 
With  outward  forms  our  sense  is  fed  ; 
Our  souls  rejoice  in  hope. 

3  We  shall  be  strong  to  run  our  race, 

And  climb  the  upper  skies. 
Sustained  by  that  almighty  grace, 
Which  every  want  supplies. 

4  Let  us  indulge  a  cheerful  frame. 

For  joy  becomes  a  feast ; 
And  be  the  Saviour's  blessed  name 
On  every  heart  impressed, 

2     Braintree,  Nazareth. 


520  TOR  THE  COMMUNION  SERVICE. 

HYMN  483.     8s.  &  7s.  m. 

1  Hark  !  the  voice  of  power  and  mercy 

Sounds  aloud  from  Calvary ; 
<S      See,  it-  rends  the  rocks  asunder, 

Shakes  the  earth,  and  veils  the  sky  ! 
t     It  is  finished  !  hear  the  Saviour's  dying  cry. 

a  2  It  is  finished !  O  what  pleasure 

Do  these  precious  words  afford  ! 
Heavenly  gifts  above  all  measure 

Flow  to  us  through  Christ  the  Lord  : 
t       It  is  finished  !  Saints,  the  dying  word  record. 

3  Tune  your  hearts  anew,  ye  seraphs, 
Join  to  sing  the  pleasing  theme  ; 
All  on  earth,  and  all  in  heaven, 

Join  to  praise  Immanuel's  name. 
Hallelujah  !  loud  his  Father's  love  proclaim. 
Calvary,  Bethany,  Greece. 

HYMN  484.     c.  m. 

c  1   How  glorious,  Lord,  this  favored  place, 
Where  bread  of  life  is  given  ! 
This  surely  is  the  house  of  God, 
And  this  the  gate  of  heaven. 

2  The  Lord,  who  spread  his  sacred  feast, 

Vouchsafes  his  presence  here. 
The  cup  of  blessing  passes  round. 
The  pious  guests  to  cheer. 

3  Here,  Lord,  may  every  heart  be  filled 

With  hope,  and  joy,  and  love  ; 
And  here  may  we  begin  the  songs. 
That  we  shall  sing  above. 

1     Mear,  St  Ann's. 


FOR  THE  COMMUNION  SERVICE.  321 

HYMN  485.     s.  m. 

c  1   Jesus,  the  Son  of  God, 

Appears  in  human  form  : 
Pity,  and  love,  and  generous  zeal 

His  sacred  bosom  warm. 
2  How  did  the  virtues  shine 

Through  feeble  flesh  and  blood  ! 
Well  may  those  beams  allure  our  feet, 

To  tread  the  paths  he  trod. 

3  While  in  this  solemn  feast 
We  bear  him  still  in  mind, 

O  may  our  bosoms  glow  like  his. 
With  zeal  for  human  kind. 

4  May  we  devote  our  lives 

To  works  of  peace  and  love; 
Ready  to  die  for  men  below, 
To  reign  with  Christ  above. 

3     Fairfield  Southfield. 

HYMN  486.     c.  m. 

1  Now  I  approach  thy  table.  Lord, 

With  reverent  joy  and  love  : 
1  call  to  mind  my  Saviour's  word. 
And  v;ill  obedient  prove. 

2  O,  shall  1  not  remember  one, 

Who  bled  and  died  for  me  ? 
Nor  think  on  all  that  he  has  done, 
To  make  me  pure  and  free  ? 

3  Yes,  I  '11  remember  him,  and  strive 

To  love  him  more  and  more  ; 

So  that  I  may  with  Jesus  live, 

When  this  short  life  is  o'er. 

Braintrec. 


322  FOR   THE  COMMUNION  SERVICE. 

HYMN  487.     7s.  &  6s.  m. 

t    1   Lo,  the  blessed  Jesus  dies, 

To  save  a  world  from  death  ; 

While  his  intercessions  rise 
With  his  expiring  breath  : 

Thus  he  prays  for  cruel  foes, 

Who  have  spilled  his  vital  blood ; 

Deprecates  impending  woes, 

And  pleads  their  peace  with  God. 

a  2  Lo,  the  Saviour  lives  again, 
And  w^ears  a  form  divine  ; 
Boundless  joys  reward  his  pain, 
And  wide  his  glories  shine. 
m      Still  for  us  he  intercedes, 

Near  our  heavenly  Father's  throne  ; 

There  in  love  and  grace  he  pleads, 

And  makes  our  cause  his  own. 

3  Let  us  then  approach  our  God 
With  humble  hope  and  trust ; 

Make  his  house  our  chief  abode. 
Till  dust  descends  to  dust : 

Thus  when  time  shall  be  no  more, 

When  diese  rites  and  forms  shall  cease, 

May  our  ready  spirits  soar 

To  everlasting  bhss. 

Amsterdam. 

HYMN  488.     c.  m. 

a   1   O  for  a  song  of  ardent  praise. 
To  bear  our  souls  above ! 
What  should  allay  our  lively  hope. 
Or  damp  our  heavenly  love? 


FOR  THE   COMMUNION  SERVICE.  32  3 

m  2  Draw  us,  O  Lord,  with  quickening  grace, 
And  bring  us  yet  more  near  : 
Here  may  we  see  thy  glories  shine, 
And  taste  thy  mercies  here. 

3  O  may  that  love,  which  spread  thy  board, 
Inspire  each  humble  guest : 
Here  may  we  feci  that  generous  flame. 
Which  glowed  in  Jesus'  breast. 

a  4  Fired  with  his  zeal  our  souls  shall  rise, 

In  such  a  scene  as  this ; 

Viewing  the  happy  moment  near, 

That  consummates  our  bliss. 

4    Marlow,  Devizes,  Cheshire. 

HYMN  489.     c.  m. 

1  O  here,  if  ever,  God  of  love, 

Let  strife  and  tumult  cease  ; 
And  every  thought  harmonious  move, 
And  every  heart  be  peace. 

2  Not  here,  where  met  to  think  on  him, 

Whose  latest  thoughts  were  ours. 
Shall  mortal  passions  come  to  dim 
The  prayer  devotion  pours. 

3  No,  gracious  Master,  not  in  vain 

Thy  life  of  love  hath  been  : 
The  peace  thou  gav'st  may  yet  remain. 
Though  tliou  no  more  art  seen. 

4  Thy  '  kingdom  come  ; '  we  watch,  we  wait, 

To  hear  thy  cheering  call ; 

a       When  heaven  shall  ope  its  glorious  gate. 

And  God  be  all  in  all. 

1     Medfield,  London. 


324  FOR  THE  COMMUNION  SERVICE. 

HYMN  490.     c.  m. 

1  Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men 

Are  here  most  freely  given  ; 
And  strengthening  aid  for  all  who  seek, 
To  raise  the  sotd  to  heaven. 

2  Thousands  of  souls  in  glory  now 

Were  fed  and  feasted  here  ; 
And  thousands  more,  still  on  the  way, 
Around  the  board  appear. 

3  Yet  is  his  house  and  heart  so  large, 

That  millions  more  may  come  ; 
]N^or  could  the  wide  assembling  world 
O'erfill  the  spacious  room. 

4  All  things  are  ready  ;  enter  in. 

Nor  weak  excuses  frame : 
With  joy  attend  this  sacred  feast, 
And  bless  the  founder's  name. 

Braintree. 

HYMN  491.     L.  M. 

a  1  The  name  of  Jesus  I  '11  proclaim  ; 
m      Can  any  blush  to  own  his  name  ? 
s        Abhor  the  thought,  ye  rich  and  poor  ; 
Let  me  despise  it  more  and  more. 

2  Ashamed  of  Jesus?  sooner  far 
Let  evening  blush  to  own  a  star : 
c        He  sheds  the  beams  of  life  divine 
On  this  benighted  soul  of  mine. 

t    3  Ashamed  of  Jesus  ?  that  dear  friend, 
On  whom  my  hopes  of  heaven  depend  ? 
Whene'er  1  blush,  be  this  my  shame, 
That  I  no  more  revere  his  name. 


FOR  THE  COMML'NION  SERVICE.  325 

4  Ashamed  of  Jesus  ?  yes,  I  may, 
When  I  've  no  sins  to  wash  away, 
No  tear  to  wipe,  no  good  to  crave, 
No  fear  to  quell,  no  soul  to  save. 

5  His  dying  sorrows  give  me  pain. 

But  still  1  boast  a  Saviour  slain  ; 

And  O,  may  this  my  glory  be. 

That  Christ  is  not  ashamed  of  me. 

1     Medvray,  Portugal. 

HYMN  492.     7s.  &  6s.  m. 

c    1  Thou  hast  spread  the  sacred  board, 
Great  Lord  of  earth  and  heaven  : 

Here  the  fruits  of  life  are  stored, 
To  man  so  freely  given. 

Here  may  we  thy  goodness  see, 

Here  thy  presence  long  enjoy, 

While  unceasing  thanks  to  thee 
Our  hearts  and  tongues  employ. 

2  Here  may  Christ  the  Saviour  dwell, 
And  make  his  grace  appear  ; 
Every  gloomy  doubt  dispel, 
And  solace  every  fear. 
t        While  in  this  affecting  rite, 

We  his  wondrous  love  survey, 
c        Fill  our  minds  with  heavenly  light, 

The  dawn  of  perfect  day. 
m  3  Here  may  envy,  wrath,  and  strife, 

And  all  commotions  cease, 
c        While  we  consecrate  our  life 

To  works  of  love  and  peace. 
Thus  may  we  thy  glory  show  ; 
Thus  our  high  profession  prove  : 
Fitted  thus  by  grace  below 
For  endless  joys  above. 

19  Amsterdam. 


326  FOB  THE  COMMUNION  SEUVICE. 

HYMN  493.     l.  m. 

c    1  To  these  provisions  of  our  board, 

Which,  Lord,  thy  hberal  grace  bestows, 

Thy  benediciion  now  afford. 

Whence  all  their  power  to  nourish  flow's. 

2  To  fill  our  wants  and  cheer  our  hearts, 
The  earthly  feast  its  food  supphes  ; 
But  thy  refreshing  grace  imparts 

The  means  of  life,  that  never  dies. 

3  Thus  nurtured,  Lord,  our  souls  improve, 
Until  an  invitation 's  given. 

To  join  the  happier  church  above. 

And  share  the  banquet,  spread  in  heaven. 

I     Old  Hundred,  Medway. 

HYMN  494.     l.  m. 

^    1  'T  WAS  on  that  dark  and  dreary  night, 
When  powers  of  earth  and  hell  arose 
Against  the  son  of  God's  delight, 
And  friends  betrayed  him  to  his  foes ;  -v 

m  2  Before  the  mournful  scene  began,  r 

He  took  the  bread,  and  blessed,  and  broke; 
What  love  through  all  his  actions  ran  ! 
What  w^ondrous  words  of  grace  he  spoke  ! 

3  '  Behold  my  body,  broke  for  sin  ; 
Receive  and  eat  the  living  food  ; ' 

Then  took  the  cup,  and  blessed  the  wine. 
That  represents  his  flowing  blood. 

4  ^  To  keep  in  mind  your  dying  Lord, 
Do  this,'  he  said, '  till  time  shall  end  ; 
In  this  appointed  rite  record 

The  bve  of  your  departed  friend.' 


MORNING.  327 

5  This  solemn  feast  we  celebrate, 

We  show  his  death,  we  sing  his  name, 
Till  ho  return,  and  we  shall  eat 
The  marriage  supper  of  the  Iamb. 

1     Monmouth. 

HYMN  495.     c.  p.  m. 

c  I  Again  the  cheerful  dawn  appears  ; 
The  voice  of  joy  salutes  our  ears 

In  nature's  humble  lays  : 
The  feathered  tribes  unite  their  tongues, 
And  warbling  forth  the  sw^eetest  songs, 
Allure  our  souls  to  praise. 

a  2  To  Him  who  formed  this  wondrous  light, 
Whose  mercy  cheers  the  lonely  night, 

Our  daily  songs  shall  rise : 
Whose  word  the  sun  and  moon  obey  ; 
Whose  wondrous  skill  the  stars  display. 

That  deck  the  darkened  skies. 

s  3  We  laid  us  down,  O  God,  and  slept ', 
Thy  watchful  eye  hath  kindly  kept 
Our  slumbering  life  from  harm. 
a     Great  Source  of  life,  eternal  King, 
To  thee  our  newborn  powers  shall  sing 
A  grateful  morning  psalm. 

c  4  In  all  the  scenes  we  pass  this  day, 
Let  mercy  guide  and  guard  our  way, 

Nor  aught  disturb  our  breast  : 
And  while  the  toilsome  hours  roll  on, 
May  heaven  unfold  a  brighter  dawn, 
To  make  our  labors  blessed. 

1     Rapture,  Columbia. 


328  MORNING. 

HYMN  496.     8s.  &7s.  m. 

1  Hail,  once  more  the  cheerful  morning  ! 

Lo,  the  radiant  source  of  light, 
Every  hill  and  vale  adorning, 
Greets  again  my  favored  sight. 

2  Rise,  my  soul,  break  off  thy  slumber, 

Summon  forth  each  dormant  power  ; 
All  thy  sacred  duties  number  ; 
Learn  to  prize  the  passing  hour. 

3  Pure  this  day  be  all  thy  pleasures, 

Such  as  virtue  need  not  fear. 
Labor  not  for  earthly  treasures, 
But  by  ways  and  means  sincere. 

4  Days,  and  months,  and  years  are  fleeting ; 

Soon  thy  final  hour  must  come  ; 
Daily  then  from  earth  retreating, 
O,  prepare  for  heaven,  thy  home. 

Saxouy,  Addison,  Greece. 

HYMN  497.     l.  m. 

s  1  In  sleep's  serene  oblivion  laid, 
We  safely  passed  the  silent  night : 
c     Again  we  see  the  breaking  shade, 
Again  behold  the  morning  light. 

a  2  New  born,  we  bless  the  waking  hour. 
Once  more  with  awe  rejoice  to  be  ; 
Our  conscious  souls  resume  their  power, 
And  soar,  our  guardian  God,  to  thee. 


MORNING,  329 

711  3  O  guide  us  through  the  various  maze, 
Our  doubtful  feet  are  doomed  to  tread  ; 
Aud  spread  thy  shield's  protectiug  blaze, 
s      Where  dangers  press  around  our  head. 

4  A  deeper  shade  shall  soon  impend, 
A  deeper  sleep  our  eyes  oppress  ; 

c     Yet  then  thy  strength  shall  still  defend, 
Thy  goodness  still  delight  to  bless. 

5  That  deeper  shade  shall  break  away. 
That  deeper  sleep  shall  leave  our  eyes  ; 

a     Thy  light  shall  give  eternal  day, 
Thy  love  the  bliss  above  the  skies. 

1     Hague,  Fawcett,  Clinton. 

HYMN  498.     c.  m. 

1  O  God,  my  grateful  soul  aspires 

To  magnify  thy  name  ; 
My  tongue,  with  cheerful  songs  of  praise, 
Shall  celebrate  thy  fame. 

2  Awake,  my  heart,  and  thou,  my  voice. 

Thy  willing  tribute  pay  ; 

And  let  a  hymn  of  sacred  joy 

Salute  the  opening  day. 

3  To  all  the  listening  world  around 

Thy  goodness  I  will  sing  ; 
While  every  grateful  tongue  shall  join 
To  praise  the  eternal  King. 

4  Because  thy  mercy's  boundless  height 

The  highest  heaven  transcends  ; 
And  far  beyond  the  spreading  earth 
Thy  faithfulness  extends. 

1     Blandford,  Saco. 


330  MORNING. 

HYMN  499.     7s.  m. 

t  1  Poor  and  feeble,  Lord,  we  are, 
Grant  us,  then,  a  Father's  care. 
Deign  to  hear  our  suppliant  cry ; 
All  our  daily  wants  supply. 

2  Thou  canst  save  from  threatening  harm, 
Bid  each  rising  fear  be  calm  ; 

Every  boisterous  passion  still ; 
Give  us  strength  to  do  thy  will. 

3  Too  remiss  we  oft  have  been  ; 
Keep  us,  Lord,  this  day  from  sin  ; 

c       Prosperous  may  we  go  and  come, 
Pleased  abroad  and  blessed  at  home. 

Norwich,  Abbot 

HYMN  500.     L.  M. 

a    1  Raised  to  new  life  our  hearts  would  soar 
To  thee,  O  God,  in  joyful  lays  : 
O,  may  this  hour  Waken  each  power, 
Tuning  the  voice  and  soul  to  praise. 

2  Thou  art  our  guard  by  day  and  night; 
Once  more  we  own  thy  faithful  care. 
Oft  as  the  light  Gladdens  the  sight. 
Fain  would  our  tongues  thy  love  declare. 

3  Give  us  this  day  our  daily  bread, 
And  feed  our  souls  with  food  divine. 
Evils  we  dread  ;  Safe  may  we  tread, 
Nor  from  the  paths  of  truth  decline. 

4  Tlius  when  these  beams  of  light  decay. 

At  peace  with  thee  we'  11  greet  the  night. 

Thus  may  each  day  Smile  on  our  way, 

Till  the  last  dawn  forever  bright. 

Blendon. 


MORNING.  331 

HYMN  501.     8s.  &7s.  M. 

a  1   See,  the  sun  is  brightly  beaming 
O'er  the  waters,  o'er  the  plains : 
'Mid  the  grass  the  dew  is  gleaming ; 
Pleasure  o'er  the  landscape  reigns. 

2  On  the  morning  breeze  ascending, 

Hear  the  notes  of  joy  and  love  ! 
Various  tones  in  union  blending, 
Rising  sweet  to  realms  above  ! 

3  He,  in  whom  each  heart  rejoices, 

He,  from  whom  our  blessings  flow. 
Claims  our  praise  in  cheerful  voices  ; 
Grateful  praise  from  all  below. 

Addison,  Saxony. 

HYMN  502.     c.  p.  m. 

1  To  prayer,  to  prayer  ;  for  the  morning  breaks, 
And  earth  in  her  Maker's  smile  awakes. 
His  light  IS  on  all  below  and  above, 
The  light  of  gladness,  and  life,  and  love. 
O,  then,  on  the  breath  of  this  early  air. 
Send  upward  the  incense  of  grateful  prayer. 

2  To  prayer  ;  for  the  glorious  sun  is  gone. 
And  the  gathering  darkness  of  night  comes  on. 
Like  a  curtain  from  God's  kind  hand  it  flows 
T  o  shade  the  couch  where  his  children  repose. 
Then  kneel,  while  the  watching  stars  are  bright. 
And  give  your  last  thoughts  to  the  Guardian  of  night. 

3  To  prayer  ;  for  the  day  that  God  has  blessed 
Comes  tranquilly  on  with  its  welcome  rest. 

It  speaks  of  creation's  early  bloom  ; 
It  speaks  of  the  Prince,  w4io  burst  the  tomb. 
Then  summon  the  spirit's  exalted  powers. 
And  devote  to  Heaven  the  hallowed  hours. 

Morning  llynin,  Music. 


332  MORNING. 

HYMN  503.    c.  m. 

1   Soft  slumbers  now  mine  eyes  forsake, 
My  powers  are  all  renewed  : 
From  idle  dreams,  my  soul,  awake. 
With  heavenly  strength  endued. 

s  2  Let  sloth  and  listlessness  no  more 
My  mind  imprisoned  keep, 
Nor  let  me  waste  another  hour 
In  unavailing  sleep. 

3  Think,  O  my  soul,  could  dying  men 
Some  lavished  hour  retrieve, 
Though  spent  in  tears,  and  passed  in  pain, 
What  treasures  would  they  give  ! 
i  4  Lord,  when  thy  day  of  dread  account 
For  squandered  hours  shall  come, 
O  let  not  this  increase  the  amount, 
And  swell  the  former  sum. 

a  5  With  all  thy  wondrous  mercies  blessed. 
My  grateful  voice  I  raise, 
While  thus  I  quit  the  bed  of  rest. 
Creation's  Lord  to  praise. 

Elgin,  Stephen's 


HYMN  504. 


C.  M. 


1  To  thee,  eternal  Source  of  light, 

Our  early  songs  we  raise  ; 
While  earth  and  heaven  in  chorus  join. 
To  swell  our  notes  of  praise. 

2  In  calm  repose  we  passed  the  night, 

Beneath  thy  guardian  care  ; 
Again  to  life  and  peace  we  wake, 
Thy  daily  gifts  to  share. 


MORNING.  333 

3  Prepare  us,  Lord,  for  each  event 
The  advancing  day  may  bring  ; 
And  let  the  evening  tune  our  beans 
Thy  love  and  grace  to  sing. 

1     Howard's,  St  John's. 

HYMN  505.     L.  M. 

a  1  While  nature  ushers  in  the  day, 

Our  hearts  their  earliest  vows  would  pay 
To  Him,  whose  care  hath  kindly  kept 
Our  lives  from  danger,  while  we  slept. 

2  His  genial  rays  the  sun  renews  ; 

How  bright  the  scene  with  glittering  dews  ! 
The  blushing  flowers  more  beauteous  bloom, 
And  breathe  more  rich  their  sweet  perfume. 

3  Great  Light  of  lights,  our  souls  adorn, 
And  wake  within  a  fairer  morn  ; 
Assist  our  every  breath  to  rise, 

Like  choice  perfumes  and  sacrifice. 

m  4  Wilt  thou  this  day  our  footsteps  guide, 
And  kindly  all  we  need  provide  ; 
With  strength  divine  our  bosoms  arm 
Against  temptation's  powerful  charm. 

s  5  Where'er  we  are,  O  make  us  feel 
That  God  is  all  around  us  still ; 
That  all  we  say,  or  do,  or  mean, 
By  his  all  searching  eye  is  seen. 

a  6  From  day  to  day  may  we  improve  ; 
Increase  in  laith,  and  hope,  and  love  ; 
From  hour  to  hour  pursue  the  road, 
That  leads  to  ihy  divine  abode. 

19*  Entield,  Clinton,  Quito. 


334  EVENING. 

HYMN  506.     L.  M. 

t  1   Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ; 

No  more  its  splendor  charms  our  eyes  ; 
But  lo,  the  evening  shades  come  on, 
And  night's  dark  mantle  veils  the  skies. 

2  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone  ; 
No  more  its  busy  notes  we  hear ; 
And  still  with  each  successive  sun 
Life's  fading  visions  disappear. 

3  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone, 
To  join  the  fugitives  before  ; 

And  we,  when  life's  employ  is  done, 
Shall  sleep,  in  time  to  wake  no  more. 

4  Another  fleeting  day  is  gone, 
But  soon  a  fairer  day  shall  rise ; 

c     A  da}',  whose  never  setting  sun 

Shall  pour  its  light  o'er  cloudless  skies. 

1     Enfield,  Favrcett. 

HYMN  507.     L.  M. 

1  As  calm,  and  cold,  as  mortal  clay 
When  life  is  fled,  earth  soundly  sleeps  ; 
When  evening  veils  the  eye  of  day. 
And  darkness  rules  the  ocean  deeps. 

2  A  thousand  thousand  joyful  tongues 
Are  heard  in  heaven,  when  earth  is  still ; 
And  cheerful  echoes,  grateful  songs 
The  vast  extent  of  nature  fill. 


SATURDAY  EVENING.  335 

3  O  then  thy  spirit,  Lord,  anew 
Enkindles  strenj^th  in  sleeping  men  ; 
It  Aills,  as  falls  the  evening  dew, 
And  life's  sad  waste  repairs  again. 

4  While  mildly  o'er  the  deep  repose, 
Peace  smiles  from  her  exalted  throne, 
In  sleep  a  million  eyelids  close, 
Heaven  watches  sdll;  Heaven  wakes  alone. 

5  Let  mercy  o'er  our  slumbers  shine, 

And  lead  us  gently  to  the  last, 

Until  we  hear  the  voice  divine, 

*  Awake  !  for  death's  long  night  is  past.' 

1     Kent,  Enfield. 

HYMN  508.     L.  M. 

1  Great  God,  we  've  closed  another  week, 
And  all  its  scenes  would  now  review  ; 
For  each  offence  thy  pardon  seek, 

For  all  thy  gifts  our  praise  renew. 

2  With  joy  v/e  hail  these  sacred  shades, 
Which  veil  the  earth,  and  all  her  charms  : 
Our  ears  her  voice  no  more  invades. 

No  more  disturbs  our  grateful  psalms. 

3  We  yield,  O  God,  to  thy  behest ; 
Awhile  from  toil  and  care  retreat ; 
Ascend,  and  join  the  spirits  blessed. 
Who  bow  before  thy  glorious  seat. 

4  Ere  long  these  shades  shall  pass  away  : 
By  faith  we  see  the  dawn  arise ; 

A  light  divine,  an  endless  day, 

To  cheer  our  hearts,  and  bless  our  eyes. 

1    Bientlord,  St  Peter's. 


1 

336  EVENING. 

HYMN  509.     L.  M. 

1  Father  in  heaven,  vvhen  toilsome  day 
With  all  its  cares  hath  passed  away, 
And  silent  hours  waft  peace  on  earth. 

And  hush  the  louder  strains  of  mirth ;  ) 

2  O,  may  sweet  songs  of  praise  and  prayer      y 
To  thee  our  spirits'  offering  bear  : 

Yon  star,  our  signal,  set  on  high 
For  vesper  hymns  of  piety. 

3  So  may  thy  mercy  and  thy  power 
Protect  us  through  the  midnight  hour  ; 
And  balmy  sleep  and  visions  blessed 
Smile  on  thy  servants'  bed  of  rest. 

2    Brighton,  Dunstan. 

HYMN  510.     L.  M. 

c  1  My  soul,  a  hymn  of  evening  praise 

To  God,  thy  kind  preserver,  raise ; 

Whose  hand,  this  day,  hath  guarded,  fed, 

And  round  a  thousand  blessings  shed. 
t  2  Forgive  my  sins  this  day,  O  Lord, 

In  thought  or  feeling,  deed  or  vvord  ; 

And  if  in  aught  thy  law  I  've  kept, 

My  feeble  efforts.  Lord,  accept. 
s  3  While  nature  round  is  hushed  to  rest, 

Let  no  vain  thoughts  disturb  my  breast : 

Shed  o'er  my  soul  religion's  power ; 

Serenely  solemn,  as  the  hour. 

c  4  O,  bid  thy  angels  round  me  keep 

Their  watch,  to  shield  me,  while  I  sleep  ; 
Till  nature's  stated  hours  return, 
And  wake  anew  the  vip:orous  morn. 


EVENING.  337 

s  5  Yet  think,  my  soul,  another  day 
Of  thy  short  course  has  rolled  away  : 
Ah  !  think  how  soon,  in  deepening  shade, 
Thy  day  oi'hfe  itself  shall  fade. 

6  For  that  dread  scene,  that  solemn  hour, 
May  every  day  prepare  me  more ; 
c      'i'lint  liope  may  gild  the  shades  of  death, 
And  joy  attend  my  latest  breath. 

Medvray,  Monmouth. 

HYMN  511.     L.  M. 

1  The  sun  retires,  and  o'er  the  scene 
Soft  twilight's  veil  descends  serene  : 
The  plants  their  dewy  blossoms  close, 
And  nature  sleeps  in  calm  repose. 

2  No  scorching  heat,  nor  dazzling  ray 
Disturbs  our  rest,  or  tires  our  way  ; 
But,  gently  breathing  through  the  trees, 
We  feel  the  cool,  refreshing  breeze. 

3  Let  every  heart  of  joyous  tone, 
Or  spirit  sunk  in  grief  alone, 

Bend  humbly  down  in  prayer  and  praise 
To  Him,  who  claims  our  evening  lays. 

4  He  gilds  the  morning's  early  ray, 
And  veils  the  closing  eye  of  day  ; 
The  sunny  noon,  the  midnight  hour. 
Display  their  great  Creator's  power. 

5  May  love  to  God  each  bosom  fill ; 
Each  care,  as  summer's  eve  be  still; 

That  we,  by  Heaven's  kind  influence  blessed, 
May  seek  in  peace  our  bed  of  rest. 

20  Clinton. 


338  EVENING. 

HYMN  512.     c.  M. 

1  While  darkness  overspreads  the  earth, 

And  fills  the  midnight  air, 
"    Protect  us,  Lord  ;  and  may  we  sleep 
Within  thy  guardian  care. 

2  And  when  at  morn  the  sun  returns 

To  cheer  our  mortal  sight, 
Be  thou  the  brighter  sun,  whose  beams 
Shall  fill  our  souls  with  light. 

1     Christmas. 

HYMN  513.     c.  M. 

c   1  Welcome,  ye  deep  and  silent  shades, 
That  veil  the  glowing  west ; 
Hour  of  repose  !   Softly  it  flows 
Diffusing  balmy  rest. 
c  2  Far  from  the  world  we  now  retire^ 
And  raise  our  eyes   to  God, 
Who  in  his  love  Smiles  from  above, 
And  cheers  our  dark  abode. 

g  3  Author  of  all  the  countless  worlds. 
The  vault  of  heaven  displays, 

s       Awed  by  thy  power,  Thee  we  adore, 
And  chant  our  evening  lays. 

c  4  Under  those  eyes,  which  never  close. 
We  lay  us  down  to  sleep : 
Hearer  of  prayer,  Make  us  thy  care, 
And  safe  our  slumbers  keep. 

a  5  Soon  as  the  sun,  with  new  born  rays. 
Relumes  the  eastern  skies. 
Source  of  all  light,  Beam  on  our  sight, 
And  bless  our  waking  eyes. 

7    Arundel,  Yeovil. 


EVENING.        PARTING    OF  FRIENDS.  339 

HYMN  514.     8s.  &  7s.  m. 

1  When,  our  cares  and  labors  closing, 

Faint  and  weak  we  sink  to  rest, 
On  our  Father's  arm  reposing. 

Sweet  is  sleep,  so  watched  and  blessed. 

2  When  the  sun  bursts  forth  in  glory 

Over  smiling  fields  and  streams. 
And  the  hills  and  mountains  hoary, 

Shine  in  his  resplendent  beams,  ) 

3  Let  our  joyful  notes  be  blending  y 

With  the  songs  of  earth  and  sky, 
Fresh  from  grateful  hearts  ascending 
Toward  our  future  home  on  high. 

HYMN  515.     7s.  h. 

1  Ere  we  part  with  friends  so  dear, 
Lord,  in  mutual  love  we  pray ; 
Let  thy  light  these  mansions  cheer  ; 
Let  thy  presence  cheer  our  way. 

2  Though  at  home,  or  far  abroad. 
Safe  in  thee  we  rove,  or  rest: 
Every  land  is  thy  abode ; 
Countless  worlds  by  thee  are  blessed. 

3  Human  life  is  brief  and  frail ; 
All  our  years  and  days  are  few : 
Yet  thy  comforts  never  fail 
Those,  who  wisdom's  path  pursue. 

4  If  on  earth  again  we  meet, 

O,  may  praise  our  tongues  employ  ; 

If  beyond  the  grave  we  greet, 

Let  it  be  with  endless  joy. 

Rotterdam,  SavaiiDali. 


340  FOK  ABSENT  FRIENDS. 

HYMN  516. 

i  1  Lord,  while  in  fervent  prayer 

We  seek  thy  guardian  care, 
For  absent  friends  we  intercede  : 

Ahnighty  grace  be  near, 

Their  suppliant  voice  to  hear, 
And  save  in  every  time  of  need. 

2  Our  hands  cannot  relieve  ; 

Our  love  no  joy  can  give  ; 
To  us  their  wants  are  all  unknown  : 

But  thou  art  present,  Lord, 

In  every  land  adored  ; 
All  regions  lie  beneath  thy  throne. 

3  When  dangers  threaten  round. 

In  thee  may  help  be  found, 
T'  avert,  or  solace  every  grief; 

Be  thou  their  guard  and  guide, 

For  all  their  wants  provide  ; 
In  every  sorrow  send  rehef. 

4  Preserve  their  hearts  from  sin. 

And  give  them  peace  within, 
A  pledge  of  future  peace  and  rest : 
O,  grant  us  all  to  meet 
Around  thy  glorious  seat, 
a     In  happy  union  ever  blessed. 

Dalston,  Worship,  Lonsdale. 

HYMN  617.    7s.  m. 

1  Formed,  O  God,  with  kindred  powers. 
Minds,  that  glow  with  mutual  fire, 
O,  may  all  our  social  hours 
Pure  and  heavenly  zeal  inspire. 


RELIGIOUS  CONVERSATION.  341 

2  VVliat,  tliough  earthly  things  may  claim 
Much  of  care  and  feeling  too  ? 

Still  with  loftier,  nohler  aim, 
Let  our  conversation  flow. 

3  News  from  heaven,  their  native  land, 
Mingling  thoughts  of  heaven,  their  home, 
Best  employ  the  cordial  band. 

While  through  humbler  scenes  they  roam. 

4  Such  communion  warms  the  heart ; 
Gives  new  life  to  every  power  ; 
While  reflected  joys  impart 

Light  to  cheer  the  lonely  hour. 

HYMN  518.    L.  M. 

1   O  God,  may  no  repining  thought 
E'er  deem  thy  chastisements  severe ; 
But  may  this  heart,  by  sorrow  taught, 
Calm  each  wild  wish,  each  idle  fear. 

c  2  Thy  mercy  bids  all  nature  bloom  ; 

The  sun  shines  bright,  and  man  is  gay  : 
Thine  equal  mercy  spreads  the  gloom 

s       That  darkens  o'er  his  little  day. 

t  3  Full  many  a  throb  of  grief  and  pain 
Thy  frail  and  erring  child  must  know  ; 
But  not  one  prayer  is  breathed  in  vain, 
Nor  does  one  tear  unheeded  flow. 

m  4  Thy  various  messengers  employ  ; 
Thy  purposes  of  love  fulfil ; 
And  'mid  die  wreck  of  human  joy 
May  kneeling  faith  adore  thy  will. 

20*  1     Medway,  Monmouth. 


m 


-o- 


CHANT  1. 


o: 


-o^ 


o 


1    ThS    Lord-    !s 


in  Ills  holy  temple ; 


2     How    sa- 


crSd-  is  this  place !    this* 

is  none 


3     Great 


is  thS       Lord',  and       praised 
greiitly  to  be 


W^- 


"O 


-o 


T5: 


— o 


4  Who-  shall  not  fear 

5  Thou  art  &f  pur- 

6  What  then  shall  we 

7  May  we  draw  ne- 

CHANT  2. 

1  Our  Fa- 

2  Thy  king- 

3  Give 

4  And  f6rgive 

5  And  lead 

6  For  thine 

CHANT  3. 

1  Now  unt6 

2  And  hath  made  us 
kings-  and  priests  Ant6 


thee, 
er 

say'ur)(6 

ar" 

ther, 
doin 
fis  this 
us 
us 
is  the 

Him 
God 


O 

^yes  t-han 
(6  beh61d 
the^,  O 
thovi'  Pre- 
to 

who  art  in 

come,  thy 
will  be 

u 

day  our 

d^iily 

forgive 

not  int6 
temp- 
kingdom, 
thine  is  the 

that 
and  his 


L<^rd-, 
evil, 

server  o{ 

th^e 

Heaven,  hal- 
lowed be  (hy 
done* 

bread, 

us  our 

tation, 

kingdom, 

loved  us, 
Father, 


Note.  In  performing  these  chants,  every  note  is  to  be  divided 
into  as  many  parts,  as  there  are  syllables  between  the  same  per- 
pendicular lines,  the  length  of  which  is  to  be  determined  by  the 
following  rules ;  an  italic  vowel  is  to  be  sung  as  a  quaver  ;  a  vowel 
marked  with  the  number  4,  as  a  crotchet ;  with  the  number  1,  as  a 


■^-=^-_ 


CHANT  1. 
lOZI 


o — -o- 


-^ 


i 


let  all-  the         ^arfh  keep       silence        be-         fore  him. 


§^11=1 


other  than  the  house- of     this  is  thC  gate  of     Heaven. 

GAd,  and 

-# 


o- 


T3: 


— o 


:o: 


^ 


I 


in  tlie  as- 


biy 


6f  the         saints. 


and  glo-rify  thy 
and 

men  ? 

with  a 

D&.ine, 
on  earth,  as  it  is  in 
Give  us  this 
trespasses,  as 

but  dg- 
thl  pAwer  and  the 

6nd  washed  us 
from  our 
to  him  be  glory  and 
d6minion  for- 


name,  for 
canst  not 

God-  be 

trie  heart  in 
the 

hallowed  be 

thy 
h6avcn,  on 

day  our  daily 

wS  forgive 

those  who 

liver  us,   but 

de- 

glory,    for- 

slns 
ever  and 


tlioa 
look 

merciful  to 


full*  assur- 
ance 

name,  hal-  be  thy 

lowed 
earth,  as  it 


only  art 
on  in- 

us 

of 


bread-,  our 
tres- 
liv-er 
ever, 

in  his 
ever. 


IS  in 

daily 

pass  a- 

us 

from 

A- 

Awn 
A- 


holy. 
i-quity. 

sinners. 

faith. 

name. 

H6aven. 

bread. 

gainst  us. 

evil. 

men. 

blAod, 
men. 


semibreve;  all  other  syllables  as  minims.  When  a  syllable  is  di- 
vided between  two  bars,  like  the  word  said  in  the  fourth  chant,  it 
is  to  be  performed  as  a  slur.  A  point,  or  inverted  period,  is  the 
same  as  in  music. 


CHANT  4. 


5=^r 


:o: 


lOZZZQT 


XT 


± 


1    How    de-        lightful      thy     lab-erna-     L<Srd,      God-  of 
are  clcs,  0 


2      Happy,         happy,   happy  are    th6se,    who      dwell'  in  thy 


5": 


Jjr 


X5." 


-^ 


lo: 


-Or 


:?: 


3   For  in  thy     presence  i-     -s      fulness  of    jAy  ;      fulness   of 


w 


Or 


¥ 


^ 


^ 


:p_^ig 


CHANT   6. 

1  Lo-,  the 

2  A- 

3  Beautiful 

4  Abiindantly 

5  Wg-  will 

6  For  our 


taberna- 

G6d  is 

m^n, 

and 

clg  of 

with 

rise,  0 

G6d,in- 

rest, 

thou  and 

lo  thy 

the 

for  sit- 

u- 

ation, 
the 

j<^y 

blessher 

pro- 

visions, 

L6rd, 

0 

and 

pray  for 

peace 

rusalem. 

P^ace 

thS 

of  Je- 

breth- 

com- 

panions' 

sake, 

ren  and 

-P 


he*  will 

dwell  a- 

ark;of  thy 

of  tha 

wh6le 

satisfy  thy 

be  with- 
in thy 
we*  will 
now 


Note.  For  want  of  numbered  vowels  some  of  the  short 
syllables  of  the  following  chants  are  not  marked ;  but  they  may  be 
learned  from  the  marks  over  similar  words  and  syllables  in  the 
preceding  chants,  and  from  the  general  rule  that  a  pointed  minim 


CHANT  4. 


■5= 


^ 


ry 


F 


^ 


I 


h<Ssts !  Our      spirits      lon<;  for    courts   of  our  God. 

llic 


house,  and    never,   never    cease*  to    speak  thy     praise. 

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j6y;  fulness  of     j6y,  and  pleas-      ures        ev-        er-       more. 


B 


::^6=^ 


^ 


^ 


mongus,  he  will 

be  our 

strength, 

earth*  is  Mount 

poor  with 
TV^Ils,  and  pros- 
say. 


Father, 

we 

his 

sons 

and 

and 

thou 

and  the 

ark*  of 

thy 

Zion, 
(he 
bread. 

cit- 
satis- 

y 

fy  thy 

of  the 
poor 

greit 
with 

parity, 
P^ace, 

pros- 
pc^ace 

peritybe 

with- 

be  wiih- 

in 
in 

thy 
thy 

daugh- 
ters, 
stren- 
g(h. 
king. 

bread. 

palaces. 

cates. 


is  to  be  followed  by  a  crotchet,  and  that  such  words  as  a,  the,  and, 
on,  to,  of,  a:r.,  shall,  can,  especially  when  two  such  syllables  come 
together,  are  short. 


CHANT  6. 


-fr 


O- 


O 


^r^r 


o 


-o 


"r 


1 


1    Vi-  tal    spark-of  heav-     flame,      quit    mortal   frame, 

enly      Quit,0      this 

:-# — 


o 


T5 


"O 


CT 


iPtii 


T5^CT~    O       0~  "O 


2   Cease,  fond   nature,  cease*    strife;  &     Ian-   guish     life, 
thy        let  me  into 

-# 


O 


T3 


T51^r^ 


TX 


O 


1 


3  Hark!     tiiey   whis-  angels    Sister      spirit,  cornea-  way. 
per:      say, 


P^^- 


O 


o 


O' 


^3 


Q, 


O- 


lOZ 


il 


o 


4 

•VVHsat- 

5 

The  world 

6 

Lend, 

CHANT  7. 
1   Our  souls, 

2 

High 

3 

The  pit- 

4 

Our 

5 

But  thy 

is    thisab-|  sorbs 

me 
re-  cedes ;  disap- 

-''      '  , 

wings*;:  mount; 


lend 
your 


Te- 
as 
the 

y 

days- 
com- 


1 

peat 
heav'ns 
of 


1 

His 

are 
the 


are       as  the 
pass-      ions, 


quite, 

senses, 

shuts' 

steals-my 

my 

pears. 

opens 

onmt/ 

Heaven 

fly.     0 

where- 

thy 

grive. 

IS 

praise, 

mer- 

areso 

whose 

cies- 

raised"  a- 

hove 

earth* 

the 

we 

Lord-  to 

who 

fear- 

those 

his 

grass,  or 

like 

mor- 

the 

ning 

Lord.to  e- 

ndless 

years 
en- 

sight  ? 

eyes. 

victory? 


great- ; 
tread, 
name, 

flower- 
dure ; 


CHANT  6. 


-#- 


o~:^3z: 


-o- 


TJZ 


1 


TremMing,  h-   opin^;,       flyinf^,  O,  the     bliss    of      dying 
liiifi'iiiig,  j):'iiii,the 


TT 


ozJz::^Tr: 


o 


CT 


-O 


"O 


TT 


i 


Let  me  1-   anguish,  languish,  let      Ian-    guish      lite. 
let  me  me  Into 


-O  - 


^— 


-O 


o 


-o 


zo: 


IP 


Sister  sp-     irit,sister  spirit,    sister  spirit,  come-a-  wiy. 


-#- 


OI 


-o 


-O- 


-o- 


TJ 


Drowns-  my 
My  ears  with 
O  d^ath. 


Whose  anger  Is 

so 

So  far-  the 


spirit, 
draws- my 

sounds- 
seraphic 
O  d^ath-, 


slow  to 


riches  of 
I       his 
Is  such-  as  ten-!     der 

parents 
When  blasting     sweep 
winds  o'er  the 

And  ages  yi^t  born-shall 
fln-         ' 


breath? 


rmg, 


rise, 
grace 
feel-: 
field-, 
find 


tell 
me, my 

With 
sounds- 
where, 


so 
our 
he 


soul, 
can 
sera- 
phic, 
where 

IS 

ready 

high- 
est 


this 
be 
sera- 
phic 
thy 


to  a- 
tho't 
ble 


our 
knows -j    fec- 
it      withers!  in  an 


mer- 


I    thy     1  prom 


ised      cy 


-O 

death  ? 

ring, 
sting  ? 

bate, 
exceed, 
frame, 
hour, 
sure. 


S 


INDEX  TO  SUBJECTS. 


Abstraction,  re1i<;ious,  344 — 349 
Advice,  334,  335 
Affections,  devout,  202—288 
Affections,  social,  294 — 305 
Anxiety  suppressed,  273 — 277 
Applause,  367,   368 
Aspirations,  357 — 366 
Attributes,  67  —  127 
Beneficence,  294 — 297 
Candor,  301-304 
Cbaritv,  2^4—297 
Christ;  147—178 
Christian  cliaracter,  369 — 375 
Christian  race,  384,  385 
Close  of  worship,  45 — 65 
ConuTiunion,  480—492 
Companions,  choice  of,  378 
Consolation,  259,  260 
Contentment,  281—286 
Conversation  religious,  517 
Cour,i<;e  religious,  278,  279 
Death,  403—410  ;  426—430  ;  441 
Devotion  habitual,  221—228 
Education,  323—330 
Equity,  291— 293 
Evenint;;,  506 — 515 
Exan. pies,  164,   165,166;    379, 

330;  289,  290 
Faith,  189—189 
Filial  duty,  331—333 
Firmness,  381,386,  387 
Freedom,  14J5,  149,  399 
Frugality,  354, 
God,  67—130 
CJod  eternal,  84-87 
God  imitated,  289,  290 
God  our  Father,  128,129 
Goodness  of  God,  110—127 
Gospel,  179 

Government  self,  350 — 353 
Gratitude,  205,  206 
Guidance  divine,  49,  200,  238 
Happiness,  389-400 
Heaven,  262— 264;  411— 422  ; 

439,  440 
Hope,  262—265 
Humility,  376,  377 


Industry,  341 

Instruction  divine,  200,  238 
Intercession,  306 — 315 
Introduction  of  worship,  1 — 44 
Invitations,  144 — 146 
Joy,  287,  288 
Judgment,  433—438 
Love  devout,  202—204 
Majesty  of  God,  94—98 
Marriage,  322 
Meekness,  291,  292,  302 
Morning  worship,  1 — 15;  493-^ 
Obedience,  233—241 
Occasions  particular,  466 — 492 
Omniscience,  88 — 91 
Ordination,  475,  476 
Peace,  191—193;  314 
Penitence,  190—201 
Piety  early,449 — 452 
Praise,  131— 135;  207—220 
Prayer,  18;   229—232 
Preservation  self,  336,  337 
Prudence,  337 
Reason,  339,  340 
Redemption,  480 
Religion,  389—396 
Resignation,  244—257  ;  520 
Rest,  423,  424 

Resurrection  168—171;  455,456 
Scriptures,  136—143 
Seasons,  457 — 465 
Self  examination,  342,  343 
Serenity,  280—286 
Sincerity,  30,  89,  390 
Temper  christian,  369 — 375 
Time,  443—448 
Trust,  265—272 
Truth  love  of,  338 
Unity  christian,  316,  317 
Unitv  domestic,  318— 321 
Warfare,  387 
Watchfulness,  381—383 
Youth,  449—458 
Zeal,  384,  385 


I 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


A. 

Accept,  0  God,  the  praise  we  bring 
Again  the  cheerful  dawn  appears 
Again  the  Lord  of  life  and  liglit 
Again  with  uniningled  delight 
A  glory  gilds  the  sacred  page 
Ah,  why  do  we  perplex 
A  land  unseen,  O  God,  we  seek 
All  hail,  the  Lord's  anointed 
All  hail  the  smiling  raysj 
AH  nature  dies,  and  lives  again 
All  nature  feels  attractive  power 
All  nature  sings  aloud  of  thee 
All  the  delights  of  youth 
Almighty  Creator,  we  honor  (liy  name 
Almighty  God,  accept  our  vows 
Amid  the  gayest  scenes  of  youth 
And  do  we  entertain  the  hope 
And  now,  my  soul,  another  j'ear 
Angels,  roll  the  stone  away 
Another  brief  summer  has  taken  its  flig 
Another  fleeting  day  is  gone 
Another  sabbath.  Lord 
Another  six  day's  work  is  done 
Arise,  my  slumbering  soul,  arise 
Arise,  my  soul,  extend  thy  wings 
Arrayed  in  robes  of  power  and  grace 
As  body,  when  the  soul  is  fled 
As  calm  and  cold  as  mortal  clay 
As  gentle  rain  on  thirsty  ground 
As  morning  and  evening  recur 
Author  of  every  good 
Author  of  good,  we  rest  on  thee 
A  voice  from  the  desert  most  welcome  pr 
Awake,  my  soul,  lift  up  thine  eyes 
Awake,  my  soul,  rouse  every  power 
Awake,  my  soul,  stretch  eveiy  nerve 
Awake,  my  soul,  to  hymns  of  praise 
Awake,  our  souls,  away  our  fears 
20* 


Mrs  Barbauld. 

Cowper. 
Enfield's  Collection. 

Montgomery. 

Edinburgh  Coll. 
Drennan. 


Doddridge. 

Browne. 
Scott. 

CoUyer's  Coll. 

Stennet. 

Doddridge. 

Drummond. 

Bowring. 

Watts. 


ht 


Merrick. 

oclaims      Drummond 

Mrs  Barbauld. 

lirowne. 

Doddridge. 

Merrick. 

Watts. 


480 

495 

2 

25 
1.37 
274 
358 
175 
466 
45  S 
295 

67 
235 

94 

46 
451 
262 
467 
168 
460 
506 

40 
3 
384 
434 
153 
186 
507 
177 
845 
353 
244 
147 
381 
370 
386 

6S 
385 


450 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


Before  Jehovah's  awful  throne  Watts. 

Begin,  my  soul,  the  exalted  lay  Ogilvie. 

Behold  an  hour  of  heavenly  rest  Anonymous. 

Behold,  he  comes,  the  Saviour  comes 

Behold  in  that  terrestrial  form  Enfield. 

Behold  the  beauteous  western  light  Peabody. 

Behold  the  desert  bloom 

Behold  the  fields  in  bright  array 

Behold  the  gloomy  vale  Doddridge. 

Behold,  the  great  Messiah  comes  Doddridge. 

Behold  the  great  Physician  stands  Doddridge. 

Behold  the  morning  sun  Watts. 

Behold  the  prince  of  grace 

Behold  the  son  of  God 

Behold  the  sun,  serenely  bright  Mi-s  Steele. 

Behold,  what  beauties  clothe  the  field 

Be  joyful,  ye  servants  and  children  of  God 

Benighted  on  the  troubled  main  Christian  Register. 

Benignant  Creator,  on  thee 

Benignant  Creator,  we  own 

Blessed  are  the  meek,  He  said  Exeter  Coll. 

Blessed  are  the  sons  of  peace  Watts. 

Blessed  be  the  man  whose  softening  heart       Mrs  Barbauld. 

Blessed  is  the  man  who  fears  thee.  Lord  Ex.  Coll. 

Blessed  hour,  when  virtuous  friends  &.c  Prince  St.  Coll. 

Bless  our  country,  gracious  God 

By  thine  unchanging  mercy,  Lord 

C. 

Cease,  my  heart,  to  dread  the  morrow 

Celestial  King,  our  spirits  lie  Smart. 

Children,  obey  the  mild  commands 

Children  of  men,  the  tomb  survey  Doddridge. 

Children,  who  know  a  father's  love 

Christian  love  is  meek  and  lowly 

Come,  let  us  join  our  souls 

Come,  said  Jesus'  sacred  voice 

Come,  saith  the  Lord,  all  ye  &c 

Come  to  the  house  of  prayer, 

Come,  ye  that  love  the  Lord, 

Consider  all  our  sorrows,  Lord 

Crowned  by  the  hand  of  God 

D,  E,  F; 

Divine  forbearance  claims  our  song 

Earth,  unlock  thy  richest  treasures 

Envy,  and  wrong,  and  wrath,  and  pride  Watts. 

Ere  we  part  with  friends  so  dear 


Lutheran  Coll. 

Mrs  Barbauld. 

Liverpool  R.  St.  Coll. 

Miss  E.  Taylor. 

Watts. 

Watts. 


131 
34 
411 
149 
164 
403 
17S 
459 
424 
148 
162 
13S 
314 
481 
69 
323 
478 
150 
301 
354 
292 
818 
294 
281 
412 
311 
475 

275 
99 
332 
433 
331 
302 
329 
144 
145 
14 
287 
245 
174 

119 
359 
371 
515 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


451 


Eternal  God,  to  tlice, 
Eternal,  immortal,  imchann;enble  God 
Eternal  Power, whose  liii;li  abode 
Eternal  Source  of  life  and  light 
Eternal  Wisdom,  thee  we  jiraise 
Faith  adds  new  charms  to  earthly  bliss 
Faith  is  a  fount  of  life  divine 
Faith  is  our  only  guide, 
Far  from  the  busy  scenes  abroad 
Far  from  tbese  scenes  of  night. 
Father  adored  in  worlds  above, 
Father  and  Fiiend  of  man, 
Father  divine,  thy  piercino;  eye, 
Father,  forgive  them,  Jesus  prayed 
Father  in  heaven,  when  toilsome  day 
Fathei'of  all  the  human  race, 
Father  of  all,  thy  name  I  sing, 
Father  of  all,  thy  tender  care, 
Father  of  light,  conduct  om*  feet 
Father  of  lights,  we  sing  thy  name 
Father  of  men,  thy  care  we  bless, 
Father,  ihy  gracious  aid  impart, 
Father,  we  wait  to  feel  thy  grace 
Formed,  0  God,  with  kindred  powers 
From  all  that  dwell  below  the  skies, 
From  earthly  scenes,  my  God,  I  flee. 
From  sinful  joys,  and  thoughtless  mirth 

G. 

Give  glory  to  God  in  the  highest,  &c 

Give  to  the  Lord  in  cheerful  songs. 

Glad  tidings  salute  us  in  accents  divine 

Glory  be  to  God  on  high, 

God  in  his  mercy  calls, 

God  in  his  temple  let  us  meet, 

God  in  the  gospel  of  his  son, 

God  is  a  spirit  just  and  wise, 

God  moves  in  a  mysterious  way, 

God  of  all  grace,  accept  our  praise 

God  of  mercy,  God  of  love, 

God  of  the  rolling  orbs  above, 

God  of  wisdom,  God  of  love, 

Great  Author  and  Lord  of  tlie  world 

Great  First  of  beings,  mighty  Lord, 

Graat  Fountain  of  being,  thy  glories  we  trace 

Great  God,  at  whose  all  poweiful  call 

Great  God,  how  infinite  art  thou, 

Great  God,  in  vain  our  narrow  view 

Great  God,  now  condescend, 


Watts. 

Cappe's  selection. 

Watts. 

Salisbury  Coll. 


L^nknotvn. 

Mrs  Steele. 

Pope's  Collection. 

Doddridge. 

Mrs  Hemans. 


Smart. 

Doddridge. 

Doddridge. 

Birmingham  Collection. 

Watts. 


Watts. 
Bowden. 


Montgomery. 
Exeter  CoUection. 

J.  Taylor. 

Montgomery. 

Beddome. 

Watts. 

Cowper. 

Harris. 

J.  Taylor. 

Peabody. 


Browne. 

Anonymous. 

Watts. 

^     Kippis. 

^^  Fellows. 


376 
267 
102 

27 

70 
180 
182 
181 
346 
413 

45 
293 
348 
306 
509 
327 
454 
3,55 
232 
207 
326 
372 
482 
517 

44 
350 
360 


208 
4 

35 
442 

28 
140 

89 
259 
112 
190 

71 
334 
352 

73 
217 
462 

84 
101 
328 


452 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


Great  God  of  grace,  arise  and  shine,  Needhaxn. 

Great  God,  to  thee  our  joyful  tongues,  Flexman. 

Great  God,  we  've  closed  another  week 

Great  is  the  Lord,  his  name  adore, 

Great  Lord  of  earth  and  seas  and  skies  Browne. 

Great  Source  of  being,  God  of  love,  Doddridge. 

Great  Source  of  good,  thy  works  of  might  Fawcett. 

Great  Source  of  life,  through  all  our  days  Doddridge. 

Great  Sovereign  of  nature,  whom  angels  adore 

Gross  darkness  shall  no  more,  J.  Taylor. 

Guide  us,  O  God,  in  all  our  ways 

Guide  us,  O  Loi-d,  in  all  our  ways  Watts. 

Guide  us,  0  thou  great  Jehovah  Robinson. 

H. 

Hail  great  Creator,  wise  and  good      Gentlemen's  Magazine. 

Hail  once  more  the  cheerful  niorning 

Hail  sacred  and  soothing  repose 

Hail,  source  of  pleasures  ever  new  Blacklock. 

Happy,  0  Lord,  the  pure  in  heart  Watts. 

Hark  !  the  voice  of  power  and  mercy  Burder's  Coll. 

Hark!  'tis  a  kind  alluring  sound 

Hark  !  what  celestial  notes  Salisbury  Collection. 

Hear  our  prayers  in  Jesus'  name 

Hear,  0  ye  dead,  awake,  arise  Rev.  H.  Moore. 

Hear  what  God,  the  Lord  hath  spoken  Cowper. 

Heaven  is  a  pure  and  holy  place 

He  dies,  he  dies,  alas,  he  dies 

He  who  walks  in  virtue's  way  Bowring. 

Hope  sheds  a  cheering  light 

House  of  our  God,  with  cheerful  anthems  ring      Doddridge. 

How  blessed  are  all  thy  servants,  Lord  Addison. 

How  blessed  the  man,  yea  more  than  blessed  Blacklock. 

How  blessed  the  sacred  tie,  that  binds  Mrs  Barbauld. 

How  calm  the  scene  when  virtue  dies  Mrs  Barbauld. 

How  fair  the  flowers  that  deck  the  ground  H.  Mcore. 

How  glorious.  Lord,  this  favorite  place     New  England  Coll. 

How  great  the  debt  we  owe 

How  great  thy  mercy,  King  of  kings 

Hov/  happy  he  is  born  and  (aught  Warton. 

How  happy.  Lord,  our  eyes  Watts. 

How  happy  they,  whose  wishes  &c.  Mrs  Steele. 

How  little  we  know  of  our  God 

How  oft  alas,  this  wretched  heart  Mrs  Steele. 

How  pleased  and  blessed  was  I,  Watts. 

How  pleasing.  Lord,  to  see  Watts. 

How  rich  are  the  wonders  all  regions  display 

How  rich  thy  gifts,  almighty  King  Kip  pis. 


812 
209 
50S 

96 
268 
161 
123 
211 

18 
163 
367 

48 

49 

72 

496 

1 

296 

50 
483 
146 
150 

47 
435 
390 
439 
430 
391 
263 
132 
110 
392 
321 
404 
389 
484 
221 

22 
399 
518 
183 
344 
191 

15 
319 

74 
471 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


463 


How  shall  wo.  Lord,  secure  our  hearts,  Watts. 

How  shall  wc  praise  the  eternal  God  Watts. 

How  short  the  term  of  human  life 

How  still  and  peaceful,  Lord,  the  grave  Scotch  Paraph. 

How  sweet  on  this  devoted  day  Unknown. 

How  sweet  the  friendly  voice  New  York  Collection. 


How  tender,  Lord,  thy  love  and  grace 
How  vain  a  thought  is  hliss  below 
How  wondrous,  Lord,  are  all  thy  ways 

I. 

If  solid  happiness  we  prize 
I  hear  the  voice  of  wo 
Imposture  shrinks  from  light 
In  all  the  gayest  scenes  of  youth 
In  all  thy  dealings,  gracious  God 
In  deep  affliction.  Lord,  we  lie 
Indulgent  Father,  how  divine 
Indulgent  God,  with  pitying  eye 
Infinite  God,  thy  glorious  name 
Infinite  God,  to  thee 
In  sleep's  secure  oblivion  laid. 
Inspire,  0  God,  our  evening  song 
Is  there  a  lone  and  dreary  hour 
I  stood  on  the  shore  of  the  ocean 
It  is  the  Lord  enthroned  in  light 

J. 

Jehovah  God,  thy  gracious  power 
Jesus  shall  reign  where'er  the  sun 
Jesus,  the  Son  of  God 
Joy  to  the  world,  the  Lord  is  come 

K. 

Keep  silence,  all  created  things 
Kindle  in  all  our  bosoms,  Lord 
Kindle,  Lord,  our  best  affections 
Kneel  down  by  the  dying  sinner's  side 


Let  children  hear  the  mighty  deeds 

Let  coward  guilt  with  pallid  fear 

Let  every  creature  join 

Let  every  tongue  thy  goodness  speak 

Let  one  loud  son"-  of  praise  arise 

Let  party  names  no  more 

Let  the  high  heavens  your  songs  invite 

Lift  your  glad  voices  in  triuiiij/h  on  high 

Like  some  sweet  flower  that  cheers  the  morn 

Lo,  God  is  here  !  His  name  adore  Salisbury  Collection. 


Darwin. 
Mrs  Steele. 
Watts. 

Cotton. 

Scott. 

Scott. 

Gibbons. 

Exeter  Collection. 

Sowden. 
Doddridge. 


Hawkesworth. 

Bryant. 
Y. 

Green. 

Thomson. 
Watts. 

Watts. 
Watts. 


H.  Ware,  Jr. 

Watts. 

Mrs  Carter. 

Watts. 

Watts. 

Roscoe. 

Toplady. 

Doddridge. 

H.  Ware,  Jr. 

Belfast  Coll. 


141 

79 
42S 
423 
6 
201 
252 
400 
107 

356 
305 
233 
452 
247 
192 
210 
307 
80 
31 
497 
512 
222 
393 
248 

111 
176 

485 
151 

253 
387 
361 
229 

324 
280 
133 
113 

37 
316 
136 
171 
425 

21 


454 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


Anonymous. 
Edward  Taylor. 

Watts. 

Watts. 

Watts. 

Mrs  Barbauld. 

Toplady's  Collection. 

Lutheran  Collection. 


Lo,  He  comes,  from  heaven  descending 
Lo,  the  blessed  Jesus  dies 
Lo,  the  Messiah  leaves  the  dead 
Lo,  they  come  from  east  and  west 
Lo,  we  behold  the  scattering  shades 
Long  as  we  live  we'll  bless  thy  name 
Long  have  we  sat  beneath  the  sound 
Lord,  bid  our  vain  disquiets  cease 
Lord,  dismiss  us  with  thy  blessing 
Lord,  dost  thou  show  a  corner  stone 
Lord,  from  earthly  toil  and  care 
Lord,  grant  us  every  public  good 

Lord,  how  resplendent  shines  &c       Liverpool,  Par.  St  Coll. 
Lord,  how  secure  and  blessed  are  they  Watts. 

Lord,  in  our  hearts  thy  power  display 
Lord,  in  thy  house  we  now  appear 

Lord,  in  thy  mercy  condescend  Jervis. 

Lord,  in  thy  sure,  prophetic  woid  Mrs  Steele. 

Lord,  may  thy  counsels  guide  our  feet  Watts. 

Lord,  may  we  act  a  candid  part  -  -  _ 

Lord,  may  we  feel  the  power  of  truth  ... 

Lord,  may  we  read  the  historic  page 

Lord  of  the  world,  eternal  King  -  -  - 

Lord,  on  the  table  of  the  heart  -  -  - 

Lord,  teach  us  with  cheerful  submission  to  bear 
Lord,  thou  art  all  our  hope  Exeter  Collection. 

Lord,  thou  art  ever  just  and  true 
Lord,  thou  art  God  alone 

Lord,  thou  art  good  :  all  nature  shows  Browne. 

Lord,  thou  art  just  in  all  thy  ways  -  -  - 

Lord,  'tis  enough,  thy  bounteous  hands 
Lord,  we  approach  thine  altar  now 

Lord,  we  approach  thy  face  -  -  - 

Lord,  we  believe  in  thee 

Lord,  we  come  before  thee  now  Madan's  Coll. 

Lord,  we  revere  thy  word 
Lord,  we  will  weep  for  human  wo 

Lord,  what  a  feeble  piece  Watts. 

Lord,  what  frail  and  erring  creatures 
Lord,  while  in  fervent  prayer 

Lord,  while  our  thoughts  survey  the  past  Boyce. 

Lord,  wilt  thou  here  attend  Francis. 

Loud  let  herald  spirits  cry  Montgomery. 

M. 

Most  gracious  God,  may  all  our  breasts 
My  God,  permit  my  tongue 
My  soul,  a  hymn  of  evening  praise 
My  soul,  inspired  with  sacred  love 


Doddridge. 

Watts. 

Frisbie. 

Tate. 


436 
487 
169 
315 
455 
213 
243 
254 
521 
270 
7 
469 
264 
282 
373 

29 
199 
139 
124 
303 
234 
3S3 
368 

51 
246 
383 
290 
130 
117 
106 
283 

30 
289 
187 

33 
142 
299 
431 
335 
516 
212 
472 

36 

298 

16 

510 

115 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


OOi) 


My  soul,  praise  (lie  Lord,  speak  p;oo(l  of  h 
Mysterious  Power,  thy  glorious  name 

N. 
Never  permit  us,  Lord,  to  be 
No  more  an  anxious  thought  expend 
No  royal  pomp  adorns 
Now  I  ap|)roach  thy  table,  Lord 
Now  let  a  true  ambition  rise 
Now  let  our  voices  join 
Now  to  the  Lord,  our  God,  we  raise 
Now  we  have  heard  thy  holy  word 

O. 

O  come,  all  ye  sons  of  Adam,  and  raise 
O,  could  we  soar  to  worlds  above 
O,  for  a  song  of  ardent  praise 
O  God,  by  whose  paternal  hand 
0  God,  may  no  repining  thought 
O  God,  my  grateful  soul  aspires 
O  God  of  salvation,  in  mercy  attend 
O  God,  on  thee  we  all  depend 
O  Gk)d,  our  heavenly  King 
O  God,  our  Father,  ever  kind 
O  (Jod,  our  life,  our  joy,  and  hope 
0  God,  the  heaven's  well  ordered  frame 
O  God,  thy  boundless  love  we  praise 
O  God,  thy  goodness  tills  all  space 
O  God,  to  thee  our  souls  asjjire 
O  God,  we  ask  not  fortune's  smile 
O  God,  while  nature  speaks  thy  praise 
O,  happy,  n)ore  than  happy  he 
O,  happy  souls,  that  pray 
O,  happy  soul,  that  lives  on  high 
O,  here  if  ever,  God  of  love 
O,  holy,  holy,  holy  Lord 
O,  how  can  they  look  up  to  heaven 
O,  how  we  love  thy  holy  law 
O,  let  our  trembling  souls  be  still 
O  Lord,  our  languid  souls  inspire 
O,  may  we  hope  that  every  tear 
O,  may  we  learn  the  sacred  use 
O,  praise  ye  the  Lord,  prepare  your  glad 
O,  stay  thy  tears,  for  they  arc  blessed 
O  Thou,  before  whose  gracious  throne 
O  Thou,  to  whom  in  ancient  times 
O  Thou,  who  art  above  all  height 
O  Thou,  who  hearest  prayer 
0  Thou,  whose  glory  far  outshines 
21 


IS  name 


Park. 


Watts. 

Frisbie. 

Needhain. 

Greenwood. 

Doddiidge. 

Lutheran  Coll. 


Scott. 

Proud. 

Doddridge. 

Doddridge. 

Norton. 

Tate. 

Browne. 

Mrs  Steele. 

Dp  Collet. 

Watts. 

Watts. 

H.  Moore. 

Roscoe. 

Mrs  Steele. 

LTnknown. 

Mrs  Steele. 

Watts. 
Salisbury  Coll. 
Miss  E.  Taylor. 
Patrick. 
I.  Brown. 
Watts. 
Bowring. 
Newton. 
Roscoe. 

voice      Tate  partly. 

Norton. 

Evan's  Coll. 

Picrpont. 

Pierpont. 


76 

lUO 

.347 
276 
159 
486 
363 
288 
92 
53 

39 
414 
488 

54 
518 
498 
193 
257 
206 
374 
125 

75 
114 
216 
126 
357 
215 
284 

55 
394 
489 

52 
297 
143 
256 

32 
250 
339 

41 
415 
309 
473 
476 
310 
249 


350 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  UNES. 


O  Thou,  whose  mercy  hears 

O  Thou,  whose  scales  the  mountains  weigh 

O  time,  how  few  thy  value  weigh 

O,  what  amazing  love 

O,  when  shall  our  spirits  exchange 

O,  who  in  such  a  world  a'*  this 

O,  why  should  anxious  thoughts 

Omniscient  Creator,  we  own 

Omniscient  God,  thy  seai  clung  eye 

Once  more  this  consecrated  light 

On  humble  souls,  eternal  God 

On  thee,  great  Source  oC  lile 

On  these,  thy  servants.  Lord,  look  down 

Our  brethren  and  friends  in  distress 

Our  Father,  all  gracious  and  kind 

Our  fathers,  where  are  they  ? 

Our  fears,  O  God,  control 

Our  souls  forsake  each  vain  delight 

Our  souls  shall  praise  thee,  O    our  God 

Our  weakness,  Lord,  and  wants  we  feel 

P. 

Pardon  and  peace  to  dying  men 

Pause,  weak  and  thoughtless  sinner,  pause 

Placed  on  the  verge  of  youih,  my  mind 

Poor  and  feeble.  Lord,  we  are 

Praise  the  Lord,  ye  heavens  adore  him 

Praise  to  God,  immortal  praise 

Praise  to  God,  the  great  Creator 

Praise  to  thee,  immortal  King 

Praise  to  the  Lord  of  boundless  might 

Prayer  is  our   life  and  strength 

Pure  are  the  joys  above  the  sky 

R. 

Raised  to  new  life  our  hearts  would  soar 
Rejoice,  the  Lord  is  King 
Restless  spirits,  faint  and  weary 
Return,  my  roving  heart,  return 
Rich  are  the  blessings  we  enjoy 
Rise,  my  soul,  and  stretch  thy  wings 
Rise,  O  my  soul,  pursue  the  path 
Rise,  rise,  my  soul,  and  leave  the  ground 

S. 

Sacred  day  forever  blessed 

Sages  of  ancient  lettered  times 

See  from  on  high  a  light  divine 

See  how  he  loved,  exclaimed  the  Jews 


Mrs  Steele. 

194 

Watts. 

351 

Scott. 

445 

167 

Francis. 

416 

Anon. 

401 

Doddridge. 

277 

369 

Walts 

.     90 

5 

Doddridge 

.     56 

127 

Worcester  Selec. 

322 

308 

202 

Doddridge. 

429 

Mrs   Steele. 

255 

Watts. 

362 

Heginbotham. 

214 

200 

Doddridge. 

490 

241 

Merrick. 

453 

499 

Dublin  Coll 

42 

Mrs  Barbauld. 

465 

J.  Taylor. 

43 

218 

Watts. 

184 

231 

Watts. 

440 

500 

J.  Taylor. 

463 

320 

Doddridge. 

349 

57 

Madan's  Coll. 

365 

Needham. 

379 

Watts. 

85 

62 

Scott. 

1.54 

Exeter  Coll. 

156 

New  York  Coll. 

166 

INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES.  357 

Soe  Israel's  jrentle  She|)lici(l  sdind 
Soothe  man    of  t^rii'l"  (liiiHroiiiicd 
See,  tlio  sun  is  biiiilitly  l)»Mmiii^ 
Servants   o(  (iod,  in  joyful  lays 
Shioe  on  our  souIb,  eternal  (Jod 
Slioiild  famine  o'er  the  mournin<;  field 
Shouldst  thon,  <:;reat  God,  our  souls  arraign 
Show  pity,  Lord,  O  Lord  fort^ive 
Sinful  man  is  doomed  to  death 
Sleep,  sleep    today,  lormentinj;  cares 
Soft  sluitd)ers  now  my  eyes  forsake 
Soon  will  our  tleetiiijT  hours  be  past 
Source  of  all  ht\^  and  litcht 
Stand  still,  refulgent  orb  of  day 
Supreme  and  iiruveisal  Lii;ht 
Sweet  is  the  work,  my  Cod,  my  King 

T. 

Teach  mc,  O  Cod,  to  know  my  heart 

Tea(  h  us,  O  Cod.  in  every  slate 

Teacli  us,  Lord,  in  every  station 

Teach  us,  O,  teach  us,  Lord,  thy  way 

Tender  spirits,  sijih  no  more 

That  awful  fiour  will  soon  appear 

Thti  bible.  Lord,  demands  our  faith 

The  biooming  summer  now  is  past 

The  church  is  a  school  of  wisdoni  divine 

The  day  appears,  the  joyful  day 

The  day  approaches,  O   my  soul 

The  day  is  come,  the  welcome  day 

The  earth  and  all  the  heavenly   frame 

The  earth  may  perish,  Lord 

Thee,  Father  ir;  heaven,  we  adore 

Thee  in  remembrance,  Lord  we'll  hear 

Thee,  Lord,  we  praise,  the  life  and  light 

Thee,  mighty  Cod,  our  woihlering  souls 

Thee  we  confess,  almighty  Cod 

Th'  eternal  Cod,  in  thunder  speaks 

The  gifts,  indulgent  heaven  bestows 

The  glories,  Lorij,  thy  works  proclaim 

The  great  Jehovah  reigns 

The  lieavenly  spheres  to  thee,0  God 

The  heaven  of  heavens  cannot  contain 

The  hour  of  my  departure  's  come 

The  infant  spirit.  Lord,  is  tliinc 

The  Lord  liis  sovereign  will  declares 

The  Lord  is  our  Father,  our  Guardian,  and  Friend 

The  Lord  is  our  hope  and  our  trust 


Doddridge. 

X\0 

155 

n.  N. 

501 

Montgomery, 

60 

Dodihidge. 

227 

]vUthei-an  Coll. 

271 

Watts. 

196 

Walts. 

195 

432 

INIis  Rarbauld. 

9 

Miss  H.   More. 

50.3 

Kip  pis'  Coll. 

58 

93 

Butcher. 

417 

11.  Moore. 

236 

Watts. 

17 

342 

340 

337 

Merrick. 

238 

170 

Mis  Steele. 

447 

188 

- 

461 

- 

59 

. 

10 

. 

438 

40.5 

Gihbons. 

121 

86 

61 

Walker's  Coll. 

224 

T.  Moore. 

78 

Blaeklock. 

134 

341 

97 

Mrs  Steele. 

2()5 

Exeter  Coll. 

81 

Watts. 

93 

I'owring. 

464 

Urennan. 

103 

406 

, 

325 

165 

lend 

128 

278 

358 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


The  Lord  is  our  Maker,  our  Sovereign,  and  King    -         *        129 
The  Lord  is  our  refuge  and  strength         ...  279 

The  Lord  is  our  shepherd,  we  never  shall  want         -  -     286 

The  Lord  with  pleasure  views  his  saints  Doddridge.     203 

The  lowliest  flowers  that  deck  the  field  Jervis.     272 

The  man,  whose  heart  from  vice  is  clear  Walker's  Coll.     388 

The  name  of  Jesus  I'll  proclaim  Grigg.     491 

The  promises  we  sing  Doddridge.     109 

The  shades  of  ancient  night  152 

The  spacious  firmament  on  high  Addison.     '^7 

The  sun  retires,  and  o'er  the  scene  R.  N.     511 

The  time  draws  near,  when  thou,  my  soul  Exeter  Coll.     448 

The  toils  of  life  are  past  420 

The  traveller  lost  in  night  Mrs  Steele.     198 

The  uplifted  eye  and  bended  knee  Scott.     24 

The  voice  of  prayer  at  the  sable  bier  H.  Ware,  Jr.     230 

The  wintry  storms  have  ceased  to  roar  457 

There  is  a  land  of  pure  delight  Watts.     418 

There  is  a  power,  that  soothes  the  soul  Patterson.     395 

These  outward  forms  of  praise  and  prayer  Exeter  Coll.     65 

This  blessed  day  the  Lord  hath  made  Watts.     8 

This  house  to  thee  we  now  devote 

This  life's  a  dream,  a  fleeting  hour  Mrs  Steele. 

Thou  art  our  portion,  O  our  God  Watts. 

Thou  didst,  0  mighty  Gad,  exist  Mrs  Rowe. 

Thou  Father  of  mercy  and  Fountain  of  grace 
Thou  Fountain  of  knowledge  and  Father  of  light 
Thou  God  of  all  mankind  Doddridge. 

Thou  hast  formed  this  wondrous  frame 
Thou  hast  spread  this  sacred  board 

Thou,  Lord,  by  strictest  search  hast  known  Watts. 

Thou  vain  intruding  world,  depart  Mrs  Steele. 

Thou,  who  hast  formed  our  feeble  dust 
Though  every  grace  our  speech  adorned 


Scotch  Paraph 
Though  waves  and  storms  beat  o'er  our  head  Lyndall. 

Though  with  an  air  of  pious  zeal  Browne. 

Thrice  happy  men,  who,  born  from  heaven  Doddridge. 

Thy  boundless  presence,  heavenly  King 
Thy  favor,  Lord,  shall  cheer  the  soul  MrsBarbauld. 

Thy  favors.  Lord,  surpiise  our  souls  Watts. 

Thy  goodness,  Lord,  a  joyful  theme 

Thy  kingdom.  Lord,  forever  stands  Mrs  Steele. 

Thy  love  and  mercy,  gracious  God 

Thy  mercies  fill  the  earth,  0  Lord  Watts. 

Thy  praise,  O  God,  may  well  employ 

Thy  wisdom,  power,  and  goodness,  Lord  Mrs  Steele. 

Time  is  a  rich,  but  transient  gift 
'Tis  thine  alone,  omniscient  God 


474 
427 
240 

87 
300 
338 

20 
336 
492 

88 
343 
108 
205 
269 
304 
225 

91 
223 
104 
116 

62 
477 
237 
219 
118 
446 
189 


INDEX  TO  THE  FIRST  LINES. 


369 


'Tis  wisdom,  mercy,  love  divine 
To  heaven  we  lilt  our  eyes 
To  hiin,  IVoin  whom  our  l)lessint;s  flow 
To  parents  so  t'lithful  and  kind 
To  thee,  eternal  Source  ol"  light 
To  thee,  my  heart,  eternal  King 
To  thee,  O  God,  our  prayers  ascend 
To  thee,  O  God,  we  lilt  our  eyes 
To  thee,  O  God,  we  rui.^e  our  eyes 
To  thee,  O  God,  we  render  jnai.-e 
To  these  provisions  of  our  board 
*T  was  on  that  dark  and  dreary  night 

Up  to  the  Lord,  that  reigns  on  hij;h 
Vain  man,  thy  fond  pursuits  forbear 
Vital  spark  of  heavenly  flame 

W. 

We  bless  Jehovah's  glorious  name 
We  bless  thee  for  this  sacred  day 
We  come  to  Zion's  sacred  hill 
We  love  the  consecrated  road 
We  praise  the  bounteous  Source  of  good 
We  read  the  sacred  pages.  Lord 
We  've  seen  the  blushing  flower  of  spring 
Welcome  the  humblest  flowers 
Welcome  the  wonls  of  life  and  peace 
Welcome,  ye  deep  and  silent  shades 
Were  all  our  hopes  and  all  our  fears 
What  works  of  wisdom,  power,  and  love 
What  wond'ious  scenes  our  faith  presents 
When  as  returns  this  sacred  day 
When  gathering  clouds  around  I  view 
When  gloomy  care  or  keen  distress 
When  God  from  dust  created  man 
When  in  the  light  of  faith  divine 
W'hen  life's  ai)poinled  course  is  run 
When  life's  tempestuous  storms  are  o'er 
When  lo\e  divine  in  human  form 
When  mild  religion  from  above 
When,  our  cares  and  labors  closing 
When  sickness  shakes  the  languid  frame 
When  stern  aflliclion  waves  her  rod 
When  storms  hang  o'er  the  christian's  head 
When  true  religion  tjains  a  place 
When  verdure  clothes  the  fertile  vale 
When  we  survey  life's  varied  scenes 
When  wild  confusion  wrecks  the  air 

21* 


Mrs  Steele. 

251 

Watts. 

64 

Camb.   Selec. 

479 

•ss.i 

504 

Exeter  Collection. 

122 

Mrs  Kowe. 

364 

291 

Mrs  Carter. 

197 

220 

Harris'  Selection. 

493 

Watts. 

494 

Watts. 

105 

443 

Pope. 

407 

12 

N.  Y.  Coll. 

13 

Watts. 

317 

J.  Taylor. 

,     19 

Doddridge. 

160 

380 

T 

426 

S 

449 

239 

513 

Bowring 

402 

Butcher. 

157 

Watts. 

185 

Mrs  Barbauld 

.     26 

H.K.  White. 

261 

Heginhotham. 

228 

Christian  Observer. 

11 

Watts. 

366 

H.  K.  White 

422 

Belfast  Coll. 

409 

260 

Montgomery. 

396 

R.N. 

514 

Heginhotham. 

408 

Langhorne. 

266 

ead     Heginhotham. 

273 

Proud. 

397 

Mrs  Steele. 

458 

Mrs  Steele. 

285 

Byles. 

437 

360 


ABBREVIATIONS. 


Where'er  tlie  sun  his  power  displays 
Wherefore  should  man,  frail  child  of  clay 
Where  pointed  brambles  grew 
Wherewith  shall  we  approach  the  Lord 
While  darkness  overspreads  the  earth 
While  nature  ushers  in  the  day 
While  thee  we  seek,  protecting  power 
While  to  the  grave  our  friends  are  borne 
While  we  pass  our  dread  probation. 
While  with  ceaseless  course  the  sun 
Who,  gracious  Father,  can  complain 
Wisdom  has  treasuies  greater  far 
Within  thy  temple  once,  O  God 
With  pleasing  wonder.  Lord,  we  view 
W^relched  sinner,  where's  thy  gain 
Why  weep  for  those,  frail  child  of  wo 

Y. 
Ye  bright,  immortal  throng 
Ye  golden  lamps  of  heaven,  farevvell 
Ye  humble  souls,  who  seek  the  Lord 
Ye  infants  and  children  draw  near 
Ye  sons  of  earth,  prepare  the    plough 
Ye  sons  of  men,  in  sacred  lays 
Ye  that  indulge  in  slumber  still 
Ye  that  obey  the  immortal  King 
Ye  tribes  of  Adam,  join 
Yes,  we  will  love  thee,  blessed  God 


Enfield. 

Doddridge. 

Browne. 

M. 

Frisbie. 

H.  M.  Williams. 

Mrs  Steele. 

Newton. 
—  Lutheran  Coll. 
Logan. 
Cotton. 
Doddridge. 

West  Boston  Coll. 

Doddridge. 
Doddridge. 
Doddridge. 

Cowper. 
Pope's  Coll. 


Watts. 


313 
377 
179 
23 
512 
505 
226 
421 
378 
468 
25S 
398 
66 
63 
441 
419 

173 

410 
172 
450 
242 

83 
375 

38 
135 
204 


ABBREVIATIONS. 
L.  M.  Long  jNIetre. 
L.  P.  M.  Long  Particular  Metre. 
L.  M.  A.  Long  IMetre  Anapsestic. 
C.  M.  Common  Metre. 
C.  P.  ^I.  Common  Particular  Metre. 
C.  M.  A.  Common  Metre  Anapsestic. 
S.  M.  Short  Metre. 
S.  P.  M.  Short  Particular  Metre. 
S.  M.  A.  Short  Metre  Anapsestic. 
H.  M.  Hallelujah  Metre. 


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